Gravity

  “You can’t complain about this!”

  Jerry called over the howl of the engines as they strained to slow our plunge.

  “You’d be surprised!”

  Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.

  My grip on the shuttle’s controls kept me from punching him.

  The gravity drive kicked in. The shuttle landed with a soft bump.

  Jerry whooped.

  I sighed.

  Complain

  “I’m here to complain, apothecary.”

  I sighed, trying to keep my eyes from rolling. “What seems to be the problem, Sir Hubert?”

  In answer to my question the knight pulled the gauntlets from his hands. They were bright blue.

  I leaned on my desk. “Okay, but is the rash gone?”