|About the Book|
From the prologue:Gary stepped out of the parking garage into the bright New England sun. It felt warm on his face. Summer was pretty much over, but it wasn’t quite Fall. He ambled along to the General Surgery building. He wasn’t in a hurry, but heMoreFrom the prologue:Gary stepped out of the parking garage into the bright New England sun. It felt warm on his face. Summer was pretty much over, but it wasn’t quite Fall. He ambled along to the General Surgery building. He wasn’t in a hurry, but he wasn’t going to be late for his surgery either. He felt a little excited, a little giddy, and a little scared.He was going to be getting his Insert. He had been looking forward to it for years. This was a big deal. Gary’s wife Jenny had gotten her Insert a year ago and the changes it had brought to her life, to THEIR lives, were significant and subtle.One subtle change was she no longer needed a phone. An Insert could do more than ANY phone. She would be sitting at dinner when she would suddenly raise a finger to Gary, indicating that someone was calling. Gary remembered the conversation she had had just last night with their daughter Elizabeth. Gary couldn’t hear either side of the exchange but he could see the look on Jenny’s face turn from hopeful, to neutral, to sad in only two minutes. She filled him in after the call. It was the same story, again. “Oh, Elizabeth,” thought Gary. “My baby. What can we do to help you?”He pushed these thoughts into the back of his mind. He was not going to let a problem he could not solve spoil the excitement of this day. And with an Insert he could spend more time doing research! There had to be something on the ‘Net that might be helpful.That was a significant change about an Insert- a real improvement. Jenny had instant access to the World Wide Web now, and she used it like a professor. The question had come up, “How often does Halloween actually fall on a full moon night?” It was part of the plot of a horror movie they were watching. Jenny replied right away- “Once every 213 years or so. The next one will be in 2127.”It wasn’t even surprising, this access to facts. And he was going to have it too! If it didn’t… Gary popped out of his daydream to realize he was at the admissions desk in the General Surgery building now.“Hello!” said the clerk behind the counter. “I can see by the look in your eyes you’re here for your Insert. Either that, or someone is having a baby!” The clerk realized her mistake using the word “baby” and turned pink.“It’s all right,” said Gary, aware of her discomfort. “Yes, I’m here for my Insert!”“Name please?” she said, putting her hands on her keyboard. She hoped she would not be dismissed for her mistake.“Gary Cole,” said Gary.“Oh?” said the clerk. “THAT Gary Cole?”“Uh, yes, I guess,” said Gary. He was always uncomfortable about his fame.Now it was the clerk’s turn to notice Gary’s discomfort. She also knew she would not be fired for saying “baby” in front of THE Gary Cole. “Very good, Mr. Cole. Please place your palm down on the ID pad in front of you and press until you feel a click.”Gary did so.“Good,” she continued. “Here is your wrist band. You will be in room A616. Go there now. A Nurse will greet you after you’ve had a moment to settle in and your procedure will begin in an hour.”Room A616 was small, with a window that looked out into an inner courtyard. After the procedure, assuming it worked, there would be days of activities geared to the fact that he would have the entire Internet in his head...THE FIELD is a love story on at least three levels.