Operation
Jaq D HawkinsJanine's hand hovered over the stomach cavity for a moment. She took a deep breath and slowly grasped the little butterfly piece with the game tweezers, then removed the piece slowly. Once her mildly shaking hand cleared the metal sensors, she let her breath exhale.
"I was good at this game when we were kids, but I'm not used to working with small organs and tweezers anymore."
"You just work with bigger tweezers now," her brother teased.
"Forceps," she corrected him. "Tweezers are too small for working on real people. Have you got any more of this hippy tea, Chris? I've let this one go cold."
"Not if you're going to waste it. The cherry is getting hard to find."
Chris handed Janine $100 of game money, then took the tweezers from Janine's hand. It was his turn n
