She gestured to Alice. “Come on,” she urged. “We only have half an hour.” Alice hesitated a fraction of a second before following her up. She had never seen the top floor. She glanced quickly as they passed the third landing, where the roving, spinning, dressing, warping, and drawing in were done...
Once again, she was there first. Goldman walked in, eating a doughnut, bits of powdered sugar clinging to his upper lip. He looked almost resigned when he saw her. “Okay, what’s your bright idea this morning?” “I think I—” She stopped. “Where’s Sammy?” she asked. “Too old,” Goldman said shortly. ...
More like a slight bump, that was all. Nothing alarming. At first, the hum of the ship’s engines continued. Then a sudden silence; they had stopped. Tess lifted herself up on one elbow, instantly drawn out of a deep sleep. Strange, when you knew something was wrong. Her skin tingled; her muscles ...