“Where are we going now?”
He glanced over at Misty in the copilot"s chaise, her feet in fuzzy shipboard slippers, her hair pulled straight back at the temples.
Cherise had told them to go on ahead, their preparations for Misty"s arrival on Torgas Prime likely to take some weeks. “In the meantime, the Southern Birds still needs my guidance, at least until I train my understudy.”
And so, reluctantly, Jack had left his childhood friend behind. He knew he"d be returning for her. He"d always known.
“You and Cherise make really good companions, you know,” Misty said. The classic Athenian lines of her face held an ancient wisdom, and her clear blue eyes evoked the limitless sky.
Well, the Terran Sky, he thought. Jack had never seen the sky on humankind"s homeworld. Supposedly, it was breatht
