Derek feels a stiff breeze blow across his face. “Wow, it’s cold here. Is this not the planet where humans are meant to have evolved?”
Jessica looks back at him with a quizzical look. “Eh, not on this part of the planet. Come on, we’d better get the two of yous inside.”
Soon, she was pointing to a nearby white-finished bungalow. “Come on, this way.”
For a moment, Derek worries his wheelchair is too wide for the door, but fortunately, he has an inch on either side to spare.
Immediately, he feels the burst of warm air. It felt good.
Jessica led them to a small kitchen. “Now, what about a nice cup of tea for the two of you?”
Maeves face lit up. “Oh, yes, please. They are mad about their tea in these parts, Derek.”
Derek smirks. “I’ll have to give it a try, so!”
And lovely tea, it turns out to be.
“So, what’s next?” Jessica asks. Her tone is more serious.
Derek and Maeve look at each other, unsure what to say.
Maeve takes the lead. “Auntie, it was all somewhat rushed. We had to take our chances; there was no time to plan ahead.”
“It’s okay, love, you should be fine here for quite some time. They’d never expect you to come to this remote place. That’s for sure.”
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