Chapter 3

My captain smiled and slid his arm around my shoulders. Let me show you the ship’s felix. She just had a litter of kits. He urged me down the corridor.

It never occurred to me to ask why his chief engineer had interrupted us, something the man had never done before, and the captain didn’t offer any reasons.

And I never considered it could be a two-way street—if I could shut him out, then he could just as surely shut me out…

* * * *

This time, when I woke, I really woke, and I lay there committing every word and action to memory. This time, I swore to myself, I’ll remember every detail

Finally, satisfied I wouldn’t forget, I fell back to sleep, and I didn’t dream at all.

However, come the morning, every memory of the dream was gone again. 2