In a small home on the edge of a small town on a planet at the very edge of civilization, ex-Pilot Kirsa Anlee settled into a comfortable chair to lose herself in the book she’d just downloaded. A knock interrupted her before she had truly sunk into the novel. She paid a boy from town to bring her a small load of produce and groceries every week, but he wasn’t due for another couple of hours, and he was never early.
“Evan?” she called.
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