Chapter
Thirty-One
Four
Time dragged. Minutes became hours. Late
that afternoon, Star excused herself to pump her milk, and left the others to
continue working in the landing bay.
Wooly went over to where Sender was
sitting at the comm board and helping to map the holes in Two's fuselage.
She glanced up, noticed it was him, and gave him a warm smile. "Hey,"
she whispered.
"Hey to you, too," he
answered in the same soft voice. Motioning to the rest of the group, he added,
"Is it usually this somber?"
She eyed the far wall where
Condemner and Commander were measuring out the floor space for the new cradle.
"Not always, but it comes with the job." She gave him another smile.
"We're not exactly an entertainment group."
Wooly snorted. "I didn't expect
you to be. I can't imagin
