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Things Left Undone - Chapter 11
Ten hours earlier
Kestrel awoke to the sun shining in through her cabin window as the Endalla continued its orbit around Reeza. Stretching, her arm brushed over the hair of sleeping man next to her. She rolled over carefully so she could face him, slowly running her fingers through his jet-black hair. His eyes slowly opened and a smile spread across his face.
"Morning Kris." She said, matching his smile with one of her own.
Kestrel met Kristoff Chernienko six months ago when the Endalla was still under construction. He was assigned to Utopia Planitia as part of increased security after the Typhon Pact had arrived on the scene and ten
Things Left Undone - Chapter 10
Three days later
First Officer's Log
I'm pleased to report that trade negotiations with the Reezan's for mining access in their system were a success. Our Diplomatic officer, Lieutenant Laura Stevenson, expertly obtained a vital trade treaty that will greatly benefit the reconstruction and relief efforts.
To celebrate the occasion, the Reezan government has invited some of the senior staff for a formal dinner.
The Reezan Minister of Education has also extended a personal invitation for the Endalla's resident school teacher, Ms. Sarah Elbaz. Lieutenant Stevenson is briefing her on federation diplomatic protocol bef
Things Left Undone - Chapter 9
James leaned on the window frame and stared out into space, watching as stars flew by as the Guadalcanal traveled at superluminal speeds. He toyed with a small leather box in his hands, spinning it. Inside was a gold oak-leaf, the insignia for his new promotion to Major. He turned around and sat on the frames ledge, reached up and removed his Captain's bars from his neck, replacing it with the oak-leaf from the box.
"Permission to speak to the Major, Sir!" Amanda said with a sarcastic tone, and an equally sarcastic salute.
"Don't look so cheerful, 'Mandy, they got one for you too." James said, tossing her the same box his leaf
Goodnight Enigmatic SongShe was the song you hear and, at first blush, don't like.
Well, you don't know how you feel about it so you keep listening in an attempt to discover how exactly you feel and then you reach the end of the song and you realize, you don't like it; you love it.
That was Grace.
She was my coworker and she was my friend.
We carpooled together, I drove and she slept most of the way.
"Don't get much sleep at night, do you?" I asked her, catching those drooping lids mid-descent.
She looked out the window streaked with rain; it spoke in percussive touches filling the car with quiet overcast conversation.
I felt the warmth of her smile in the corner of my eye. The blur of her hand reached at the window to feel the cold of the droplets.
"When I was a girl, I used to race these. I thought it was funny the fat ones always won," she giggled and I imagined her as a little girl in the passenger seat then, legs too short to reach so kicking, and hair messed in the bac
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