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Grayson whistled whimsically as Raul and Maria unloaded their damaged spaceship onto the shipyard at Mad Dog’s Spaceship Repair Shop.
The rainy skies of Macalestern were gray and dreary.
Grayson pulled a hoodie over his head to block out the rain.
The tow ship beeped as it set the corsair down. The damaged spaceship was a sorry sight, and the damage to the wings and engine were extensive. It was a miracle the ship was even intact.
He looked over at Eddie, who dug his hands in his pockets and stared at the ship wistfully.
This had been—as much as Grayson didn't want to admit it—Eddie’s fault.
Grayson didn't tell him that. Eddie already knew. It'd been eating at him for the last few hours. Like he'd committed a sin.
“Sorry this happened,” Eddie said. “Look, man, I'm really—”
“Don
