Stronger, Faster, and More Beautiful. Arwen Dayton Elys
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Название: Stronger, Faster, and More Beautiful

Автор: Arwen Dayton Elys

Издательство: HarperCollins

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isbn: 9780008322397

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       Copyright

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins 2018

      Copyright © Arwen Elys Dayton 2018

      Cover design by Mike Topping © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2018

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      Arwen Elys Dayton asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780008322380

      Ebook Edition © December 2018 ISBN: 9780008322397

      Version: 2018-10-25

       Dedication

      To the next generation

      and the next and the next

       (and hopefully the next)

       Epigraph

      We have got to the point in human history where we simply do not have to accept what nature has given us.

      —Jay Keasling, professor of biochemical engineering, University of California, Berkeley, in Wired, 2009

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Copyright

      Dedication

      Epigraph

       Part Four: Eight Waded

       Part Five: California

       Part Six: Curiosities

       Author’s Note

       Acknowledgments

       About the Author

       About the Publisher

      A few years from now …

PART ONE

       Human!

       Stop!

      … is what I’m thinking. As if I’ve already become something else, a different species, and I’m tired of hearing all of his worn-out, human-person logic.

      The man is reminding me that Julia’s heart will be combined with my own heart, so it’s not like I’m “taking” hers. It’s a synthesis. The new heart will fuse both in a way that’s better than either of the originals. A super-heart, I guess you could call it.

      He is reminding me of this, and every time I say “But—” he cuts me off by continuing his explanation, only more loudly. Now he’s almost yelling, though he’s just as cheerful as he always is.

      Did I mention that he’s my father? And he’s only repeating what my doctor has explained so many times. Although, let’s be honest, my doctor explains the same things very differently. She discusses recovery rates and reasonable percentages and acceptable outcomes. She tells me about other patients, though of course, my case and Julia’s case—the case of Evan and Julia Weary, semi-identical twins—is unique, so we are, as she likes to say, “medical pioneers.” I’ve come to think of us as the season-finale episode of a show about strange medical cases. Tune in for the outrageous conclusion!

      I’m in my hospital room, but I’m sitting in a chair in the corner, because it’s dangerous to stay in the hospital bed, which can be wheeled away for CAT scans or blood draws or surgery, or whatever, so easily. You have the illusion of control if you’re sitting in a chair.

      Julia is in the adjoining room. She’s on the bed, of course. And though I can hear our mother in there with her, she’s only saying a few quiet words to my sister, and my sister is not saying anything in reply.

      “This is fortune smiling on us, Evan,” my father says, using what has become СКАЧАТЬ