EPILOGUE

The floater hovered before Ellie and blurted a tirade of colors and textures.

“Fuck you, too,” said Ellie.

The security procedures are insufficient to handle the rate of immigration.

“Yeah, I know, but them’s the breaks.”

Incoherent flashes.

“Just go back to the Ring and stamp them through. We’ll figure out the rest once they’re settled.”

After a particularly rude series of signals, the floater left and Ellie turned her attention to the halftrack.

A few minutes later Monica yelled from the house, “Dinner!”.

Ellie waved back. “In a minute, lover,” she called, then reached into the engine smiling contentedly.

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