I make no apologies.
Well, except for missing yesterday. This is another travel weekend, so I'll get caught up when I can, 'k?
The ship groaned and rumbled again, great shudders passing through it. Carrie dragged Traci forward.
“The bridge is through here,” she said, pressing the button in forlorn hope. The door didn’t move.
“Hey,” said Traci. She pointed to a small, red lever labeled “Manuel Override.”
“Ha!” cried Carrie. She pulled the lever.
There was a blur of motion and a man stood before them. He had golden brown skin, black hair, closely cropped, and a small red toolbox. “Si, miss?” he said. He glanced at the door as the ship trembled again. “Ai. This will be time-and-a-half. And hazard pay.”
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