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They reached Provenance by the time Keltie woke up the next morning. She sat on her bed drinking tea as the planet crept up on the ship, a gray rock in the middle of nowhere. Thin clouds circled the planet, moving quickly across the atmosphere.
The planet rotated slowly. It was nice to see a spinning planet again. Reminded her of home.
Someone knocked on the door to her living quarters.
She opened the door. Grayson was smiling at her. He was still in his flight suit.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hope you slept okay,” Grayson said. “We’re going to re-enter soon. You mind coming with me?”
Keltie followed him to the hallway.
“Didn’t have nightmares, did you?” he asked.
“No. I didn’t even dream. That’s how tired I was.”
“That’s good,” Grayson said. “You’re taking this lone survivor thing pre
