Chapter 8Two days later, and Roland was already composing a message to Michael in his mind. You’re right, big guy. The Winter Planet really was fun. He was barely off the shuttle, but he already knew the statement to be true. He’d swear to it under oath.
After the worries of cold were removed, Roland knew that the Winter Planet on Io would appeal to him in all the ways the Summer Planet had not. Its atmosphere had been hot, itchy, and contained so many bad colours and offending smell combinations. It was chaotic, messy, and far too nostalgic for someone like him to contemplate. Considering he’d gotten into his line of work so he could nitpick and argue, it wasn’t too shocking that he could come out of most situations with a list of all the negative elements.
But Roland didn’t want to do
