CHAPTER 37
After speaking with the past version of myself on Terra, I kicked my feet up on the desk in the office back in New Berlin and grinned at Smack again for the millionth time in the last half hour. Of all the nuts and bolts of the overall plan, I was most proud of the idea of sending our consciousness back thirty minutes into the ‘past’ from the time back on Terra. Who else could we trust to verify that Big Red was truly ours, but ourselves?
Perched on the desk, Smack handed me the half-full bottle of wine, which I gratefully took a swig from, before leaning back in the chair and savouring the moment.
“I feel like I’m in my twenties again,” she said, studying her soft, porcelain skin in awe. “I forgot how good it is to be young. So full of energy, you know?”
“It’ll take some
