... come over New New York after the attempted invasion,
though it had never got anywhere near the ground. Sometimes people
just needed reminding of the moment.She looked up at the sky. Somewhere up
there the fleets were still patrolling, hunting down the remaining
Ruklisk and their slaved minions. A sizeable portion of the
Democratic Order had been subverted by the time the tide turned.
Nobody knew if they would ever be turned back. Philippa didnt
particularly want to think about it. She looked down again, casting
her gaze around the park. That was when she saw Leela.She was sitting under a tree, reading
a book with her little pet thing Nibbler by her side. The creature
looked up and gibbered when Philippa approached. For a moment it
seemed to give her a strange, almost angry look that Philippa decided
had to be her imagination. Hi Leela.Oh. Hi. Leela carefully folded
up her book shed been writing, not reading. It was a diary.
She didnt look up at Philippa. How are you?Still female, Philippa said,
pouting a little. Leela smiled in spite of herself. Benders
painting.I heard about that. Leela sighed
and looked up at the sky. She seemed to be thinking about something.
I guess you got the invitation?I did. Im surprised. Getting
married after a week of dating. Thats not like you, Leela.I felt like being impulsive,
Leela said. She picked at the grass and let it float away in the
wind. Ive had two people tell me that...