Shanley sighs. “Terbute isn’t really what
she needs,” he explains. “It’s mostly for first trimester labor
pains but she’s further along than that. These colonists aren’t
doctors. They’re just kids who’ve managed to make due with what
they have.”
“So she’s going to lose this one,
too?” I ask. I can’t imagine how that would make me feel—I hope I
never have to know. In my mind I see Conlan sitting by her bedside
again and I knowI can’t go through whatever it is he must
be feeling right now. I rub along Dylan’s back and he makes a
little contented noise, a sort of rumbly purr, that I can feel
beneath my hand. “There’s nothingyou can do?”
“Nothing short of getting her out of
here,” Shanley replies, “and that’s not an option. They don’t want
to leave, any of them—have you talked to the people here?” When I
shake my head, he tells us, “They’re too proud to ask for help, and
now that they know this is the only colony that worked? They’ll