Originally published in Short-Story.me 2014 Harry Dobson, PhD, ate lunch with fellow microbiologist, Jane Foster in the company cafeteria. They sat at a table in the back of the cafeteria and spoke quietly so that they could speak without being overheard. "Jane, what if I told you I have developed a chemical that I think could do what the microscope can't do?" "I don't understand. What do you mean do what the microscope can't do?" "Suppose what we need the microscope to see, was so big that we could hold it in our hand," he said and stared at Jane while she thought. "I'll be there." "I'm ready."