"The next afternoon, I sit on the floor, resting against Gene's wheelchair, playing with one of the cats. Majel is lying on the couch, intermittently reading, watching a golf tournament, and eating gumdrops. "Have some," she says, throwing some in my direction. "They're really good." A few multicolored gummy bears come whizzing across Gene's lap. "Majel, don't throw candy at our friends," he says absently, as one hits me on the cheek.
"They're only two calories," she answers. I avoid Gene's eye. When she goes out to the kitchen a minute later, to get me some strange, mishapen, multicolored papaya from her tree to take home, we smile at each other.
"I love these absurdities," I tell him.
"Oh she does it on purpose," he says. "It's wonderful. She keeps the universe straight for me."
I watch him for a few seconds after this exchange. We have no audible conversation. But I know where he is. He is in a new world in which the laws of physics are altered, a world where calories, energy, weight, velocity, mass, force, acceleration have new, interconnective properties of propulsion, and starships operate on gumdrop principles. The simplest statement from Majel will suddenly fling him into a new universe. I have seen it happen before. I will see it again."
- Excerpt from The Last Conversation by Harrison Solow (under a different name)
Causes Harrison Solow Supports
Lupus Foundation of America
Museum of Tolerance