"I lied to Ponce and Cimi; the whole crew. They think I'm afraid of space travel, but I can't tell them why I'm afraid to go."
Rolling to one side she wiped her burning eyes. Two emerald orbs came into view. “Sequence” she wheezed, recognizing the orphaned kitty and pulled it to her chest feeling a sting of cuts. She let go and looked at her palm. Lacerations and blood blurred together. Cuts from the hedge above her, she thought. Ignoring the injuries she pulled Sequence close.