CARRIE TOOK DAVE AROUND the complex as she inspected it and the surrounding landscape, where the squashpumps’ dust had sucked the moisture out of everything but hadn’t apparently caused any other damage. Then they went together to the retiring room.
“What’s this? Some sort of food?” Dave picked up the circle of bread from the table and took a bite. “Mmmm, it’s delicious.”
Carrie inhaled sharply as she recalled the dandrobian’s history in Ancient Greece. “I think I know now. It might be ambrosia.” She pointed to the tap in the wall. “And maybe that supplies nectar. Ambrosia and nectar are what the Ancient Greek gods ate and drank, or...” Her eyes grew wide. “Dave, if I’m right, and that is what I think it is, it might make you immortal.”
“What,” exclaimed Dave through a full mouth. He sp
