When you've got beauty, brains and the supernatural ability to move things with your mind, taking over the family business should be a walk in the park, right? Not so much if the family business is being the Angel of Death. Copyright © 2016 CrayonChomper

This novella was a Hugo and Nebula nominee twenty years ago. I lost both to Charles Sheffield -- whom I married five years later. Life sometimes really is just as strange as fiction.