Chapter 10:Left to her own devices, Ginger knew she should nap, but the tablet held her rapt attention. A lifelong learner, the limits placed on information by the Central Committee had always rubbed her the wrong way. Information and ideas should be free for all to use as needed.
Unfortunately, her ideal was not shared by the majority of her people. Instead, information was diced, sliced, and doled out to only those the Committee deemed needed it.
How could her race advance without a cross-communication of ideas? How would the Scrits become free of their home world?
Each page she scanned only confirmed her world needed change.
The chimes were a constant reminder about how long she spent flipping from one article to another, each more intriguing than the last. The human’s preoccupation
