He was tall and slender and wore the same jumpsuit as us all, but he actually wore it, walking as if that’s what he would’ve picked from any closet on Earth. He had a wide kind brow and a beginner’s mustache and skin like a penny with the shine worn off. Right away I had the sense this youngster was in a story of his own. A big story. I didn’t know what kind. Things freshened around him.
