Chapter 1
A baby is God’s opinion that the world should go on.
—Carl Sandburg
Castle Air: 06:00 tines
Naffie, TeBron and TeZaron’s offspring, came running into the slumber chamber to see his Earthen Zinna. ::Mommie, we have to hurry up or we’ll be late. He’s waiting for me.:: His whole body trembled with excitement. Naffie peered at Syn’s image in the mirror.
::I can help you dress, Mommie.:: Naffie stood behind her, fidgeting.
::The ship is thirty mots out. We can transport in secs. Even after the ship lands, it takes time to disembark. Why are you so wound up, sweetheart? Who’s waiting?::
Syn put her hairbrush down, swiveled her chair, and regarded her offspring in befuddlement. Ever since the Brightstar came within hailing distance, Naffie had been bubbling over with excitement.
