ArchiveThis is the story I finally got out of Jonas Ulixes, a man who worked with my father after the War. Sometimes, it’s hard to convince people to let me record them. I find that breakfast is a good time to get folks to sit long enough to finish a tale.—Trevor VaqueroWhat’s the recorder for? You want a story?Holy guacamole, kid. It’s much too bright and much too early for you to be so wide-awake and full of questions. Let me drink my coffee first before you start asking me about parties and tales of your dad. Yes, I did enjoy the party last night.It was quite… stimulating.No thank you, Miss Penelope, I am not too warm in this kitchen so I don’t need to go sit on the porch to finish my breakfast. This kitchen is quite cool compared to other parts of this house. That laundry room for example, gets right toasty.So, Trevor! You want another story about your dad, do you?Well I just so happen to have one in mind, so pay attention. About six years ago, your dad and I were cruising around on a trading run in his tinker ship.
