Vacation on Union Station (EarthCent Ambassador Book 7) by E. M. Foner

Author:E. M. Foner
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: Paradise Pond Press
Published: 2015-09-26T23:00:00+00:00

Eleven

“It reminds me of Mac’s Bones when I first took over,” Joe declared, staring out over the towering piles of junk.

“I’m not ready to camp out in a dump,” Kelly objected. “I’m still trying to figure out how to explain to our friends that we spent our first week of vacation in a sewer plant and the second week on a ghost deck.”

“Who are you going to have to explain to?” Joe replied. “They’ve all come out to see us.”

“And they were all hiding something from me,” Kelly said, changing the subject. “I can feel it in my bones. Either the broadcast of my interview with Srythlan triggered a war with the Verlocks, or Daniel has sold the embassy to the Dollnicks and blown the proceeds in a casino.”

“You know that Libby asked them all not to talk about work. Even Bork and Czeros went along with it.” Joe paused and broke out laughing. “I’d give my left arm for a holo-recording of Czeros bawling out those ghosts. I guess living with his not-quite-deceased ancestors has used up his store of patience for talking with the gone but not departed.”

“Can we look around now?” Samuel asked impatiently. “I promised Ailia to find her a queen’s treasure to replace the one she lost.”

“Good luck with that in here,” Joe said skeptically, running his professional eye over the mountains of scrap. “Don’t climb on the heaps or try to pull anything out at the bottom because the whole thing could collapse on you. Stand back and ask Banger to do it—he’s indestructible. And if you find a passage to the other side, come back and tell us,” he added, as the children ran off.

“You’ve really come to trust Banger, haven’t you?” Kelly commented. “I don’t remember you letting Dorothy run off with Metoo at that age.”

“Metoo was the first six-year-old Stryx I knew and I didn’t trust Dorothy’s influence over him,” Joe replied, glancing after the girls, who had set out with Beowulf on their own accord. “Banger seems a lot more in control somehow.”

“So why do you think Libby brought us to a giant junkyard?”

“Nostalgia?” Joe suggested.

“No, there’s a method to her madness, something we haven’t worked out yet,” Kelly insisted, looking around as if she expected to spot a telltale clue. “I hope there’s an open field at the campsites, something with nature, no matter how alien. I’d hate to spend the whole week with nothing but abandoned recycling for scenery.”

“Then it’s amazing that you married me. Although now that I think about it, you didn’t see Mac’s Bones until after we tied the knot. Besides, maybe all of this stuff was nature for somebody. If your species was made out of metals and plastics, this might feel like a visit to the countryside.”

“Ugh, I just had a thought,” Kelly said, coming to a halt and shivering against her will. “What if all this scrap is them? Maybe this whole deck is a giant graveyard.”

“Naw,” Joe replied, peering at one of the piles.

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