13 INTERIM BETWEEN STARS
2287 A.D. 34 YEARS OUT of Tau Ceti
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SHEILA HAD BEEN UP for four years now, and she, Fido, and I were happy in our little niche in this big ship plying between the stars. Sheila had decided that she would keep the same schedule as I did with the hibernation pods. She was as immune to aging as I was, and it would be hard to get bored on this ship with the company we kept.
Shelba and Dixie had gone to our Midpoint Park squirrel kingdom, dragging along a protesting Sam, who wanted to spend twenty-five hours a day on the warp drive experiments. None-the-less, they went and captured a video of the whole shebang. The squirrels had found a supplier of chainmail, armor, sword, and lance, and had outfitted themselves as knights, complete with family banners. They
