Chapter Thirteen
Omesh
Omesh woke to the soft chime of his computer announcing a new message. He felt like he’d just shut his eyes a moment ago, and what sleep he’d gotten hadn’t been restful. He pawed the computer closer to him and cracked open one eye to see who the message was from. Ali, answering his rather long message from the night before. He pushed the computer away and sat up to dress. He could sort of guess what Ali would have to say anyway. Something worthwhile about Omesh’s problems with making the pod spaceworthy, and something very much not so about his problem with his uncle.
He had tried everything, every argument, but nothing would make his uncle believe that Barnacle Town was in danger. If steps were going to be taken to prepare for that emergency, Omesh was on his own
