Seventeen Minutes on Route 18 Wrecked an Eighteen-Million-Dollar Corporate Buyout
Is there anything in that box of yours I should know about?”
“A mug and a plastic astronaut.
My daughters gave them to me.”
Her mouth changed.
It wasn’t a smile, but it was next door to one.
“The older one is the one who wants to name a planet.”
“She hasn’t decided which one.
She says it depends on the gravity.”