Exile From Venus

"Not at all. He's not a stranger. And if the women who were working on the boy had kept at it until he choked to death, no one would have hurt them. They're not strangers."

Earth was a world of murdering savages; bleak and desolate; contaminated by deadly radioactivity. Only Craig Verrill's atavistic stubbornness--and a rash promise, made in fury--...

And of an evening, when he was at home with Falana, she would sit with him as he watched Venus hanging low over the rimrock, white and splendid; she was finishing her term as ev...