FOURTEEN
"Welcome back to Davis!" Shelley enveloped Audra in a hug the moment she stepped off the icy helipad.
Audra returned the hug, still dazed at having to be flown to the station over a substantial slab of sea ice, too thick for even the icebreaker ship to negotiate. "Thanks, boss," she said awkwardly. "I don't remember that much ice when I left at the beginning of the year."
Shelley waved her hand. "That's because it all melted over the summer, of course. This is winter reminding us it's not done with us yet. And I'm not really your boss. Just on paper, because they had to put someone in charge. We both answer to Lord High Whatever-His-Name-Is in Kingston."
Audra laughed. "You don't know your own boss's name?"
Shelley shrugged. "There's a new one. I haven't met him yet. Hopefull
