The Ticker Regatta

Two sculls race amidst morning haze. Casey hopelessly flounders behind his rival who suddenly lifts his oars, letting’er run they share a reverent gaze as Casey overtakes him.

Casey awakens to Doc listening to his heart. “She’s sounding strong.”

“And the donor, Doc?”

“Smart. Athletic.”

“Crew?”

Doc reels, startled. “Yeah.”