Hand
Copyright© 2005 by Kien Reti The phantom hand was fondling him again. "Damn it, Dan! Can't you pay attention? Another couple of inches and you would have driven right over me!" "Sorry, Jeannie. Must have been daydreaming." It had long since passed the point of being a pleasant distraction. It had become a dangerous nuisance. A forklift operator can't afford lapses of concentration. They're liable to result in rather unpleasant consequences. Like running over your boss. Who also...