Science fiction is the logical result of letting a Moon loose in small town weather. ("Real weather, small towns, and science fiction")

We're good co-workers, as far as emergency medicine is concerned, but I don't care if I never hear another word about early church music. Or another tape, either. ("ABCs in Zero-G")

It kept intruding the rest of the night, as she transferred embryos and made the delicate adjustments that kept them from being viable in someone's womb. ("A delicate adjustment")

After a while she didn't think of it much, except when she was wearing the red blouse...and after a while she was going with Alvin, who didn't like her in red, so she gave the blouse to the other secretary, and forgot the whole thing. ("If nudity offends you")

Abel picked up his gloves again and headed out the door. ("Too wet to plow")