A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #169

A Year Underfoot


March 11th, 2034

I’ve made arrangements with Ross to meet with a courier near Santa Barbara to drop off copies of the language primer I’ve created. The meeting takes place the day after tomorrow, but even though the rendezvous has been arranged by a trusted friend, my gut tells me I’m walking into a trap. I can’t shake the feeling the Threak have been listening in on the 2-way radio traffic and will be lying-in-wait for me.


About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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