19
A Familiar Ghost
The shuttle beyond the airlock was deliciously warm. The lights were on, set to low, but it was still better than the red glow of emergency lights she had expected. Marco had already done all the rehabilitating work, then.
April stepped into the large cargo area, not yet divided into usable spaces like Mama Rosa’s. The far wall had a large sheet of dull metal carefully welded onto it. So that had been the site of the hull breach. She floated over to touch it, admiring Marco’s careful work. No one knew what had happened; had a small meteor or some bit of space junk struck? It was such a large hole it would have vented all the atmosphere almost instantly, not giving any passengers on board any chance to save themselves. There was no corresponding hole in the far wall,
