I landed out at the writing cabin at quarter to seven. I moved the little gyrocopter to the elevator and went in through the basement. It’s still too dark to risk walking to the back door out here, and I didn’t need the mammoth migration to decide my gyro looked like a good butt scratcher.
Lisa* had the office all ready for me, and handed me some coffee as I passed through the kitchen.
Yak guy wound up rescuing the children, now he has to figure out what to do with them. It’s a long way to safety, and there is no home to return to. It was a good section, and I got about 2500 words in. We killed the bad guys yesterday, and today was a toning down that brought new problems. Now there’s the possibility of more bad guys out there, being discovered by them, facing the…
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