“Just tell me one thing, Julia. It’s been bothering me.” “Sure, Jack.” “Why did you refuse to have an MRI in the hospital?” She frowned, leaned back to look at me. “What? What do you mean?” “Are you like Amanda?” “Amanda?” “Our baby daughter … you remember her. She was cured by the MRI. Instantly.” “What are you talking about?” “Julia, does the swarm have some problem with magnetic fields?”
