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            The doctor had said I had three, maybe four months to live. It did and didn’t surprise me. I am getting old, and I did accept that I would die long ago. It’s family and friends I worry about. How to tell them? The radio. The song. It came out when I first started college. I remember…

“Can you see what we are supposed to be looking at?” Sandy asked, looking up from the microscope.

“I thought I had it where you could see it, but they zip around. It must’ve moved. I’ll try again,” Ken waited until Sandy moved aside and then peered into the microscope.

“It’s not fair.”

“What’s not fair?” Ken asked, not looking up from the microscope.

“That you’ve got such beautiful long luscious eyelashes.”

“What?” Ken looked up from the microscope, confused.

“Guys get all the good things like luscious eyelashes. I’d kill to have your eyelashes,” Sandy pronounced solemnly like a judge handing down a verdict.

At the next lab table, a girl said, “Ain’t that true? Guys get good things and don’t know it.”

Ted reached up and felt his eyelashes. Then he realized what he was supposed to be doing and turned back the microscope. He said, “I have two of them.” He stepped back for Sandy.

Sandy looked for the longest time. Ken began to wonder if the protozoa had moved again.

Without looking up from the microscope, Sandy said, “Do you suppose they’re getting in on? You know… The book calls it conjugating.”

“I don’t know. The text used the word Conjugation. Conjugating sounds like we left the biology lab for some language classroom.”

“I like that. What does one protozoan say to another? Can we try conjugating tonight?”

The girl at the next lab table laughed out loud, and Jim blushed.