Between Worlds

[image error]She woke with a start, gazing around with a confused expression.

“Where is this? What’s going on?” She asked in a voice rough from lack of use.

I stood up and came to her bedside. “You’re on the Zephretti in the infirmary.  Or what passes for it on a freighter.”

The girl, who had been unconscious and fighting a fever for several days, shook her head. “No, this isn’t right, how’d I get here?”

I handed her a glass of water with a straw.  “You’ve been sick since we left the mining station.  You...