“My husband’s.”
“Aha.” The officer mumbled into his hand, then gave her back her passport. “Enjoy your trip.” He kicked away, leaving Rebel alone with her thoughts again.
With startling irrelevance, she thought of all those wyeths and rebels she was leaving behind in the System and wondered if any of them would ever find each other.
She thought she might like to have children someday. Real ones, not just copies of herself.
Wyeth was going to be awfully angry a week from now when he woke up and discovered what she’d done to him.
He was going to be even angrier when he found that she’d timed it so they’d just make Tirnannog’s passage through the transit ring. By the time he woke up, the last shuttle back to the System would be a matter of history.
Three passengers took up rings on the platform almost overhead.
He was going to be a lot of trouble anyway. A man like him was bound to stir up trouble wherever he went; it was in his nature. But Rebel didn’t care. She was glad she had invoked his kink.
The shuttle was bigger now. It blotted out most of her vision. Rebel felt the urge to duck as it swelled up over her, but she kept her back straight.
She felt awfully small and alone, and not at all sure she was doing the right thing.
She was going home.
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