Captain's Share (Golden Age of the Solar Clipper, #5)

by Nathan Lowell

I pondered the irony of a land rat teaching spacers how to sail, but shook it off. Sometimes you needed to be an outsider to really appreciate how things worked. Otherwise you took it for granted. My mother used to say something about having fish describe water. That seemed to make more sense to me as I headed to the galley to begin cooking lunch.

“We try to fix what we can, heal where it’s possible, and keep moving, though, right?” I turned to look at her.