Orbits
The accommodations were far better than Ruby had hoped, three hundred fifty square feet of living space complete with a stunning view of the Earth through the nearly floor-to-ceiling window on the far wall. The door shut behind her as she entered, her bags already sitting on the couch which took up the space beneath the window. Directly above her was a loft where she would sleep. The rest of the living space was sparse, meant for her to fill.
She crossed to the couch, pushed a bag to the floor, and sat. Raft was the first orbital colony in existence, a dare to the universe and a prayer for the human species. At fifty-one, Ruby had hardly dared hope she would live long enough to experience a breakthrough such as this, and now here she was, a functioning part of the Raft colony. Ear
