Chapter 10 – Sparring
Dale scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal. He was getting tired of oatmeal. The Prospector was well-stocked for a converted VCP, but it was no passenger liner. It didn't have the variety and quality of food that vacationers enjoyed on IFT cruises.
“Just one more week,” Annora said from the other side of the table, as if reading his mind.
Dale nodded and tried to give her a confident smile. The problem was that he felt anything but confident. Maybe the length of the voyage was giving him cabin fever. Or maybe it was being on such a huge vessel with only one other person. He grimaced. No, it wasn't either of those things. It was Mercury, plain and simple. It was a scary planet full of scary people. The long trip gave him a lot of time to think about it, and his imaginati
