THE ULTIMATE EXPERIMENT: A SCIENCE FICTION SHORT STORY, PART III

                                Restarting The Ultimate Experiment

                                     An unpublished short story

                              THE UNLIMATE EXPERIMENT 

               

He could tell she did not understand his request.  “Wheel me into my study and you shall meet them.” 

She wheeled him up to the sliding double doors of darkly stained wood.  When she opened them her eyes were greeted by floor to ceiling shelves overflowing with books.

“These are my very close friends.  I have spent my life with their thoughts, their ideas, and their dreams.  On these shelves are the works of scientists, philosophers, poets and great novelists.  I can gaze at their spines and recall the cherished words they hold.  This is where I choose to spend my last days.”  Over the days she cared for him she grew to understand how much these friends meant to him.

Now she saw Stewart as her patient and friend.