Don't Go Home for the Holidays
A Tale of Spies, Aliens,
and Really Bad Timing
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Thursday, February 01, 2007
Interlude
From: Alan Orion, Head of FUTURE
February 1, 1996
Report # 99735 (Private Entry)
Message Begins:
A sense of disbelief filled The Office when word arrived that the Sangres' craft had never made it back to a port. We waited for days that stretched into a week, and then another. People whispered in the halls and shook their heads. Unbelievable that a mere hurricane could wipe the two out like that. It just didn't seem right.
That's what I thought, too. But I reported the loss to the Council, where the reaction appeared to be more relief then disbelief. They mumbled words of condolences, and said they were only glad it had been an act of nature -- ignoring the fact that the storm had not begun naturally.
At least it calmed my superiors and they stopped contacting me every few hours for updates on the situation. I was so glad for the peace and quiet that I forgot to tell them that I didn't believe the Sangre sisters were dead.
I waited. They would call. I knew they wouldn't disappoint me.
February 1, 1996
Report # 99735 (Private Entry)
Message Begins:
A sense of disbelief filled The Office when word arrived that the Sangres' craft had never made it back to a port. We waited for days that stretched into a week, and then another. People whispered in the halls and shook their heads. Unbelievable that a mere hurricane could wipe the two out like that. It just didn't seem right.
That's what I thought, too. But I reported the loss to the Council, where the reaction appeared to be more relief then disbelief. They mumbled words of condolences, and said they were only glad it had been an act of nature -- ignoring the fact that the storm had not begun naturally.
At least it calmed my superiors and they stopped contacting me every few hours for updates on the situation. I was so glad for the peace and quiet that I forgot to tell them that I didn't believe the Sangre sisters were dead.
I waited. They would call. I knew they wouldn't disappoint me.
posted by Zette # 1:15 PM 
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(Official Bio)Lazette Gifford's published work includes two chapbooks and half a Double Dog from Yard Dog Press (Honor Bound, Star Bound and Farstep Station). Her story, Between a Rock and a God's Place, appeared in the Issue #21 of Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine and she's had numerous stories published in ezines, and small press anthologies. Her novels include The Dark Staff Series and The Singer and St. Jude Series from Double Dragon Publishing, Muse and Ruins from One More Word Publishing, and the upcoming Mirrors from Zumaya Press. Lazette is the owner of Forward Motion (http://fmwriters.com), a large on-line community for writers, and she is the editor for Vision: A Resource for Writers (http://lazette.net/vision), now in its seventh year of production. She is also the Associate Publisher for Dragon Tooth Fantasy, an imprint of Double Dragon Publishing.
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