Strange Dogs (The Expanse, #6.5)

by James S.A. Corey

The people from town and the soldiers who’d come to the surface all sitting together but apart, like words in a sentence with the spaces between them.

A decade was a long time to live somewhere, but a planet was larger than the best intentions.

Making her way home was harder than leaving had been, which made some sense to her. Going away from a point, there were any number of paths, and all of them were right. Going back to the point, most paths were wrong.