26
From her bed, Michiko watched the news without watching it. There was a report about Refugio, the missing moon. Pundit after pundit spoke against a starry background, throwing out ideas and thoughts about what happened as footage of rescue ships patrolling through space played on the bottom of the screen.
They were wrong.
Completely wrong. So much that she couldn't listen anymore. So she muted the screen and just focused on the pretty backgrounds.
The muscle relaxer was kicking in. A wave of stillness passed through her. She felt good. Really good. For someone whose body ached and had been in another world, she was surprisingly okay.
Outside, the scenery changed as the ship transitioned out of the airlock and into space.
They were moving.
She hoped they'd arrive wherever they wer
