Chapter 46: The Cost of Discontent

“Where’s Vesta?” a man’s voice asked loudly. “We want to talk to her.”

Ignoring Brille’s anxious waving to stay back, Vesta stepped out into the fading daylight.

“What is the problem? Is there something I can do to help?”

Vesta came face to face with an irritated man with a baseball cap, jeans and faded green t-shirt. For a moment her heart dropped. She had forgotten what Earth clothing had looked like for a moment, and a feeling of guilt stung her heart. The man’s unshaven face reminded her of her father after he had gone camping for a few weeks.

“You’re Vesta?” the man asked sarcastically, looking the young woman up and down. “You are the one that saved the galaxy?”

“I...I guess I am…I…”Vesta started to speak but was cut off.

“Are you going to save your own people?” the man continued. “Or continue to travel the stars with your friends?”

Vesta looked around, confused, “What do you mean?”