Yellow for a Fellow
As a sad indictment on her new lack of social life, school was Jodi’s first real trip out and about in Anphobos. Her dad had allowed her two days to get comfy. In those two days, she’d barely set foot outside the house; in fact she’d hardly stepped outside her bedroom. She’d slept more than she’d thought a human could, eaten like there was no tomorrow and, when her clothes had arrived with the bot, had discovered that most of them were too big. It was funny really: old clothes too big, new world too small.
No matter how small or ill-fitting, her father wouldn’t let her avoid her new reality a moment longer. Two days, following months of travel, was apparently enough. Her tumble through space was to be followed up by a good old-fashioned walk to school.
The walk to th
