Chapter 20 – Chicken Soup
There was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Dale said through a mouthful of chicken soup.
Angelina had thought it best for him to stay out of sight as much as possible, so she had brought a table and a pair of chairs to his room so he could eat in private. She was probably being overly cautious, but he didn't mind. It wasn't the best food ever, but it hit the spot. Crater grew tasty chickens. That thought made him wonder about the logistics of having livestock on Mercury. Moving animals around the colony to follow the sun must be something of an adventure.
Annora opened the door bearing her own tray of soup and beer. “Mind if I join you?”
Dale waved to the empty chair. “Be my guest.”
She laid her tray on the table and sat. “So you must be bored by now.”
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