CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Kevin had known, from the moment the doctor told him, that he was going to die, but he hadn’t thought that it would be like this. The spaceship hung dead in space, in spite of Chloe’s attempts to press buttons, and her occasional kicks at the side of the pilot’s console. Ro sat on the floor, staring in silence.
“I am starting to think that emotions are not always a good thing,” he said. “Before them, I would not fear death. I would not feel so alone.”
“You’re not alone,” Kevin said. “We’re here.”
“And we’re stuck here,” Chloe said from the pilot’s seat as she brought her hand down on the controls, hard. “I can’t get us anywhere.”
She had the familiar note in her voice that said that she was on the edge of panic, and for once, Kevin couldn’t blame her. Even so, he we
