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© J.U. Park & Cyberwriter
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Novel, page 4
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At this time period, the corridors were fairly empty. Ron was able to think without having to worry about navigating through the ever constant flow of a thousand species trying to go the other direction. And think, he did. His mind kept working on the priority of his mission versus his family. He couldn't leave Mary, now that he learned that she was four and a half months pregnant. How would Ryan cope with the new child? On the other hand, the mission is most likely short. A couple of weeks, at most. And, all those colonists, depending on that very important shipment of supplies. All those faceless people caught up in a war that they almost volunteered to be a part of.
Ron continued to ponder the matters at hand as he proceeded to Docking Port 19.
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