And that was it. Back to my cartons. Filling as many as I could, taking a break when Domingo brought me a coffee. He said I should take a nap, that I could have fifteen minutes. That’s how long it took to refuel – just enough to get us to the next refueller, as the current bird had to land, or refuel itself.
“There’s no time,” I said, taking…
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