Neither Bailey or Ephraim slept that night. When the first trace of light hit the solar tube and bounced into the pod, they were up. They had nothing to bring with them except the two books they borrowed from the library and the clothes on their backs.
“If I make a mad dash, do you ‘spose I can grab a couple more books?”
Ef stopped and considered. Normally he would have said no, but understanding Bailey, he said, “Go! And run! You must be at the landing bay when I get there. Don’t even worry about what you grab – pick anything and run, Bailey. Don’t browse!”
Bailey sprinted to the library, grabbed the first few books she came across, and sprinted to the landing bay. She met Ephraim twenty feet short of the portal. They entered together, hand in hand.
The transport was sitting in the bay with its shell lifted and its gangway out. The cadre of Commanders and administrators were already there, but Ephraim and Bailey were the first couples to board. They took seats in the back, away from the others. Bailey tucked the books under her seat. A few minutes later Major General Pinnock entered and looked around.
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