When She’s Common by Ruby Dixon EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Ruby Dixon
- Language: English
- Genre: Science Fiction Romance
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MAEVE
IN SOME WAYS, Risda III is the loneliest place in the universe.
It shouldn’t be. I’m lucky in that my farm is right outside of Port, the
small town established to help us human refugees with our farms. It’s a
short walk into town every morning, where I can go and talk to everyone
and anyone I meet. I can stay all day long and hold conversations with any
human that wanders in. After years of being held captive in an alien’s zoolike aquarium, being able to roam freely is a joy. Being around other
humans is a joy.
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But it’s never enough.
I’m like a sponge soaking up water, but I’m soaking up people-ing
instead. The loneliness that gnawed at me for years was held at bay with
fear, with the worry of survival. Now that I’m safe, it’s returned, and Port is
the cruelest of teases.
Yes, Port is full of people.
People with places to be or things to do. No one wants to stop and talk
to a lonely woman who really just wants to hang out and shoot the shit. The
other women here are busy running their farms, or worse, they’re skittish
around other people and just want to be left alone. And I can take up a little
of their time here and there, but everyone has stuff to do.
I visit with Bee, who has a full schedule of people to check in on, so it’s
a short visit.
I say hello to Lucy and we talk recipes, but she has to run a tray of
muffins up to the Port Custodial Office and then she’s meeting someone to
talk about an addition to her house.
Marissa—or Miranda (she told me her name once and I’m too much of a
coward to point out that I don’t remember it and I can’t ask again) runs the
laundry for the workers expanding the spaceport and is too busy to talk for
long, and all she wants to complain about is space lice, which…ew.
I stop by Simone’s bread stand for a bit, buy a cookie, and try to chat,
but I’m keeping her from her work. There’s no book club today. There’s no
one in the general store and the bird guy behind the counter glares at me
because I have a tendency to loiter and not buy. Ditto the alien guy at the
cantina.
Even so, I manage to make a day of it on the regular, bouncing between
conversations and greetings. It’s feeding my hunger for company in drips
and drabs. It’s enough…at least until sundown.
Then I head home and sit in silence.
I hate nights. Hate them so much. The hours drag past with painful
slowness, and every night I find myself wishing that the sun would come up
again so I can leave. My home no longer feels like home, but a prison.
Another aquarium I’m being kept in, a protected environment designed to
keep me comfortable but not content.
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