“The only madness we’ll have here is boredom,” Twill said.
“And spanking parents for being proud of their kid’s art,” San-Chow said, bravely scooping a spoonful of his gruel. “Don’t forget that.”
9A new universe fills me with an incredible sense of wonder.
The next week… pretty much ate that feeling alive. Without salt.
I studied the briefing every spare moment, but Habre appeared randomly with a offers to show me another part of the station. Her hair-trigger sensitivity and my inflexible orders made me feel like I was constantly juggling nitroglycerin.
Watford was another jug of nitro. He demanded details on my every interaction with the Congolese. Mentioning that the grill down the hall from my quarters smelled good triggered a twenty-minute rant on the importance of relying on Mont
