Twilight

A moan rose to her left. Pry

Another moan escaped Shar’s lips. The familiarity of it brought Pry

As Pry

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Standing over Shar, Pry

Pry

As she returned the hypospray and the medkit to their places, a chill ran through Pry

Pry

When she finished eating, Pry

Then, gathering the few tools she had, she headed out to Chaffee’s aft section, where she would work on the transporter and an escape from this dead planet.

The bent metal panel seemed to pull free, but then it snapped back into place. A sharp edge caught the index finger of Pry

Pry

Her finger throbbed, and she lifted her hand and examined it. Blood flowed from a cut ru

Pry

As she walked, she thought of Vaughn, walking himself, trying to reach the source of the pulse. He was out there somewhere, alone, and she wondered what he was feeling right now. And she wondered what she herself was feeling. After he had departed yesterday, she had gone to work on the transporter and, even given the circumstances and the surroundings, that had somehow provided her a sense of normality. Pry

Today, though…

Today had been different. While she had continued to make progress with the transporter, her mind had begun to wander. She had found herself recalling the days after her mother had died, and the terrible sense of loss that, though experienced less often as the years had passed, had never really left her—and never would, she knew. Pry

The days after Mom’s death,she thought, are still going on.Seven years later or seventy, each day Pry

Pry

Something moved at the periphery of her sight. Pry