Lanterns hung from the ceiling of the small patio, casting soft light down on small tables with candles on every one. Beyond the waist high wall, a sandy beach stretched on to the waters of the Atlantic.
The sky was dark with just a sliver of daylight remaining, and Jena took a moment to look at the stars. She had never allowed herself the chance to see Earth"s constellations. A shame, that. Being cooped up on a space station robbed you of the opportunity to enjoy a world"s natural beauty. Luckily, not all nations had followed Canada"s example. Dinner in Miami. Jack had suggested the restaurant. Apparently, it was a place he had visited while on a trip with his family some years ago.
Jena wore a pair of beige pants and a white, sleeveless blouse. Her hair was still wet from a shower. “It
