Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday. I've decided it's time to take a break from the Mexican Stand-off and do some Sci-Fi. This one is from The Colonists Wife which I've been polishing. It's a Witness Protection-Arranged Marriage-at an Off-Planet Mine in the year 2088. Fair enough to say our girl, Louise, is in for one hell of an adventure…
Wives went last.
The ship shuddered and groaned again beneath her feet like some big metal beast shaking itself off. Louise stood to the side of the cargo bay doors and let all the important company people disembark first down the gang-way. People strode alongside the small transports that rolled out, raising plumes of grey dust when they hit the surface. The whole thing was handled with military like precision until finally only she was left, standing there forgotten.
It was time to meet her husband.