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It amazed me how anyone that does general physical labour could keep their shoulders over their head all day. I had been doing repair work on my Rifter for only a small while and already my shoulders were burning. Still, couldn’t let her see that.
I smiled down at Myxnee, who was laying on her back under the ship, working on a different set of repairs. Ever since we’d gotten married I’d come to appreciate the many aspects of her I hadn’t really had the chance to know before. Retiring from the pirate life had been the best thing for her, and for us.
She smiled back at me, deep and true love in her eyes. Continue reading