Gracie groaned in frustration. Why did the stupid solar cells have to die now? What was Murphy’s Law? If anything can go wrong, it will? Gracie banged her fists on the console again, but nothing happened. It seemed the solar cells and the fuel cells had decided to quit working at the same time.
She didn’t know anything about mechanics or machines. If she couldn’t program it or hit it with a wrench, she was hopeless. The guys always fixed everything. Gracie sat down suddenly in the chair and pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. At first it was just her lip that trembled, then she hiccuped. By the third breath she was bawling like a baby, with her head buried against her knees.
Her whole body shook as the despair at being alone again crushed what little spirit s
