A Closed and Common Orbit (Wayfarers, #2)

by Becky Chambers

The crowd flowed around her, dozens of faces, dozens of names, dozens of stories in progress. She’d never felt so alone.

Anyway, I wandered the marketplace for a while. I didn’t know what I was doing, but looking back, I was searching for something – anything – familiar.

Tak looked her in the eye. ‘Good luck,’ she said, the words sounding like they had replaced others.