Chapter 17 Georgia
The first thing Georgia noticed was the rare peek of winter sun glimmering on the river. The second thing was bridges, so many bridges. The provincial capital was a rusting industrial town seated at the merger of two large rivers.
They drove past shuttered factories and closed mills.
“What happened?” Economic depression could happen anywhere, which made it a ridiculous question in her mind, but the whole section of the city had such an air of abandonment to it that she had to know the culprit.
“It’s the labor shortage. It’s easier to ship raw material off-planet than process,” Talen answered.
“But that makes everything more expensive in the long run.” Listen to her, like she was an expert on economics. Georgia rolled her eyes at her own damn self.
“Yes, and modern
