10
The desert night was warmer than usual. The sun was still sinking into the horizon, streaking the cloudy sky with the last red and orange glimmers of twilight.
Eddie loved Refugio’s cool desert nights—they were more comfortable than the cold air of the garbage ship.
The rocky soil threw up a small cloud of dust as he walked toward a glittering pod in the distance. Glancing up at the sky, he beheld the navy blue night, speckled with stars and clouds. Reader IV took up half the sky with its giant body and rings. The rings were especially lustrous tonight, and they formed red and brown bands that almost divided the sky in half.
Eddie put his hands in his pockets as he walked.
A lizard darted from underneath him and scurried away.
A transplant. Lizards seemed to do particularly well o
