Galatea reached us before we reached Germany and I had our flitter blend with Tea. It happened so smoothly we didn’t even have to adjust our seats. The flitter we’d used above Iran was simply converted to field energy and absorbed by Tea. Glancing around somewhat wide-eyed, Marie said, “That was slick. I couldn’t tell when one flitter ended and Galatea began.” “That just means she did it right.” Running her hand over the console as if touching it for the first time, Marie asked, “You’re telling me I could have one of these?” “The use of it, yes. It would belong to 3rd World.” As if some great decision had been reached, she nodded and said firmly, “Okay, then. I’m definitely in.” “There was still a question about it?” Looking at me, she replied, “Yes.” Huh. Wouldn’t have thought so. Oh, well. We began descending toward the east side of Wiesbaden and Marie became very intent as she peered ahead of us. Tense about our rate of descent? No. She abruptly pointed down and to our right a bit and said, “Over there.
What do You think about 3rd World Products, Book 17?
