Chapter Twenty-One
Gracie sat looking out the viewport in one of the rooms designated for relaxation. There were consoles for viewing or contacting family, portable tablets for reading or watching holovids, and chairs designed for just relaxing.
Gracie sat doing none of that. She had no family, she didn’t feel like reading or watching a movie, and she was too busy crying to relax. She and Murphy were having a pity party, and she just wanted to be left alone. It wasn’t as good as the one she’d had on the moon, but it was coming in a close second.
Picking up another tissue she’d replicated, she wiped her eyes and blew her nose. Why did it seem just when everything was going good, Murphy came along to throw a car at it. Of course, Gracie thought as new tears flowed down her cheeks. With he
