Chapter One Hundred and Eleven. Davina. Mars. Max.
Davina’s Point of View.
Pain, the final frontier, these are the voyagers of the SS Davina Enterprise.
Holy Moly, what the hell has Andrew given me for pain relief, I thought it was just gas and air? Whatever is in that tank has beamed me up Scottie.
Davina to Captain Jane Way. Permission to evacuate docking station.
Wow is that a hippo with a hoola hoop, dancing on the ceiling? That is so cool.
Oh! holy moly, pain again.
“Breathe Davina,” a voice than brings peace to my soul tells me. Coving my face in the drug mask, I begin to giggle, uncontrollably. I still have pain, but now I don’t seem to care. Who is that man beside? I am flying high, oh so high.
“Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars. Let me see what lif
