Chapter 28

           

           WhenIawoke,shewasgone.

           Therewassunlightcomingintothecabinfromanumberofunbattenedviewports.Thepitchingoftheboathadalmoststoppedbuttherewasstillenoughrolltoshowme,alternately,ablueskywithhorizontalscrapingsofcloudandareasonablycalmseabeneath.Somewhere,someonewasmakingcoffeeandfryingsmokedmeat.Ilaystillforawhile,pickingupthescatteredgarmentsofmymindandtryingtoassemblesomekindofreasonableoutfitfromthem.WhattotellOrtega?Howmuch,andweightedhow?TheEnvoyconditioningoffereditselfsluggishly,likesomethingdredgedoutofaswamp.Iletitrolloverandsink,absorbedinthedapplingofsunbeamsonthesheetsnearmyhead.

           Theclinkingofglassesfromthedoorbroughtmeround.OrtegawasstandinginthedoorwaywearingaNOTORESOLUTION653T-shirtonwhichtheNOhadbeenstylisticallydaubedoutwitharedcrossandoverwrittenwithadefinitiveYESinthesamecolour.ThecolumnsofhernakedlegsdisappearedundertheT-shirtasiftheymightconceivablygoonforeverinside.Balancedinherhandswasalargetrayladenwithbreakfastforanentiresquadroom.Seeingmeawake,shetossedhairoutofhereyesandgrinnedcrookedly.

           SoItoldhereverything.

           "Sowhatareyougoingtodo?"

           Ishruggedandstaredoutacrossthewater,narrowingmyeyesagainsttheglare.Theoceanseemedflatter,moreponderousthanitdoesonHarlan’sWorld.

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