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TRINITY
Nancy Kress

We return to the subject of God in this novella about a scientific project that attempts to bring humans
into verifiable contact with the Greater Being. It's a bold, even fantastic, ideaтАж and one that could give rise
to some very human dangers.

Nancy Kress's first novel was The Prince of Morning Bells. A collection of her shorter fiction will be
published soon.

"Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief!"

-Mark 9:24

At first I didn't recognize Devrie.

Devrie-I didn't recognize Devrie. Astonished at myself, I studied the wasted figure
standing in the middle of the bare reception room: arms like wires, clavicle sharply
outlined, head shaved, dressed in that ugly long tent of light-weight gray. God knew
what her legs looked like under it. Then she smiled, and it was Devrie.

"You look like shit."

"Hello, Seena. Come on in."

"I am in."

"Barely. It's not catching, you know."

"Stupidity fortunately isn't," I said and closed the door behind me. The small room
was too hot; Devrie would need the heat, of course, with almost no fat left to insulate
her bones and organs. Next to her I felt huge, although I am not. Huge, hairy, sloppy-
breasted.

"Thank you for not wearing bright colors. They do affect me."

"Anything for a sister," I said, mocking the old childhood formula, the old
sentiment. But Devrie was too quick to think it was only mockery; in that, at least, she
had not changed. She clutched my arm and her fingers felt like chains, or talons.

"You found him. Seena, you found him."

"I found him."

"Tell me," she whispered.

"Sit down first, before you fall over. God, Devrie, don't you eat at all?"

"Tell me," she said. So I did.