Category: Short Stories
“What?” exploded Finley. “That superannuated old wreck? What the ----, sergeant, what the ----? For the last month I’ve been trying to get my paws on a good ship and all I get are crates that should be in a museum! ----, I’m sick of--”
“What?” exploded Finley. “That superannuated old wreck? What the ----, sergeant, what the ----? For the last month I’ve been trying to get my paws on a good ship and all I get a...
2. Part 2The spry, scrawny little medico kept up the bluff, though, and filled out long questionnaires and put the big flyer through the revolving chair and went over his scarred body fr...
3. Part 3“We came down in a little tiny field no bigger than a hangar, in Kentucky. When we fixed her up I took a look. Didn’t seem a chance to get out--not a chance. But I figured that...