One big name per story is usually considered to be sufficient. So when two of them appear in one by-line, it can certainly be called a scoop; so that's what we'll call it. H. L. Gold and science-fiction go together like a blonde and a henna rinse. Robert Krepps is also big time. You may know him also under his other label—Geoff St. Reynard, but a Krepps by any name can write as well.
stared at him. "My astigmatism's gone! My glasses make everything blur, but I can see plain as noon without 'em. Look, I've had astigmatism since I was a kid!"
"What happened?" asked the woman, addressing her husband. "How could that be, Calvin?"
"Don't know, dear."
"My headache is gone," she said. "I never realized it till this boy mentioned his eyes."
"Mrs. Full has suffered from an almost constant headache for years," said Calvin, and sniffed twice. "My post-nasal drip is missing, too. Do you suppose my sinus trouble is cleared up?"
"That's what must have been happening those two days we were out," said Watkins, knocking ash from his cigarette. "We were put through a hospital or something. I feel good, even if I'm damned hungry."
Summersby looked from one to another, detesting them; against his will, against sanity and decency that fought for recognition, he detested them. He had a heart for which there was no help, a heart no two-day period of miraculous cures co
A cross-section of humans are abducted from a roller coaster in mid-ride. They wake up in a cage in a huge room, and are subjected to tests by giants.
It's a fairly satisfying abduction story--nothing astounding--and all the loose ends get tied up in the end.
I was hooked until the end by this SF novella with a contact/abduction theme. Recommended.
Very good read about a group of strangers abducted and stranded in a very alien place.