Mechanical Joy

Arriving at the hospital, we had the vehicle parked, just outside the door. From there we had walked in, into the hospital. I am sitting in the lobby, waiting. Here I'm waiting, while my employer handled the deal. This did not take long, there isn't all that much to discuss.

What is needed for the final part of this venture, is a volunteer, without it, there is no point in staying. There are indeed a few who are incapable of walking. Such as the situation is, it's better to try someone who have matured. Someone who is not going to grow further.
We find such a girl, age twenty one years of age. As we get to the ward where she's staying at the moment, she had already consented, which is convenient. Ofcourse, if you can't walk, how much do you have to loose?

She is currently looking at the models we can offer at the moment. I can see her looking, scanning the charts, then stopping at a single image.
“I want this!” she stated with utter conviction, as she was pointing at a particular image.