The Human Division (Old Man's War #5)

by John Scalzi

“So we’re not really breaking the laws of physics here,” Roberts said. “Because every time I think of starships skipping across the galaxy, I imagine Albert Einstein in a policeman’s uniform, writing up a ticket.”

After a minute, Wilson retracted his face mask and took a physically unnecessary but psychologically satisfying huge gulp of air.

“I’m a ‘the glass is half-empty and filled with poison’ kind of guy, actually,” Wilson said.

And if these two really were still active in the CDF, I suspect they’ll be posthumously demoted for not blowing their own heads off with a shotgun.”

“How did you get in here?” Birnbaum asked, after he had taken a couple of minutes to remember who he was (Albert Birnbaum), where he was (Washington Sacred Heart Catholic Hospital), what time it was (2:47 a.m.) and why he was there (he’d been shot).

Tuffy was the only dog on the planet. That was a lot of territory to mark.

“Also, I could be wrong,” Brous said. “I’ve learned over time I’m full of just about as much shit as anyone.”