The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XVII

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XVII

Sixteen Later that evening There still weren’t very many restaurants in Mountain View, but the Palace was one of the better ones, featuring beef from a Black Angus herd imported from Earth ten years earlier. Seated between his father and an equally wide-eyed Maria...

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XVII

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XV

Fourteen Tarbos, the Main Conference Center “Son, I’m going to take a walk around the building during the break,” Mike announced.  “I imagine I’ll have one or two of those guards for company, but I need some air.” “OK, Dad.  Maria and I are going to duck...

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The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part VII 

Six The Star of Carolina, in transit “Did you ever imagine anything like it?” One of the Star of Carolina’s outstanding features was its observation bubble, a large poly-steel blister on the outer hull that offered a slowly rotating view of space – or, in this case,...

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part V 

Four High Earth Orbit An enormous disk of a ship coasted slowly towards high Earth orbit.  A slight glow of a Gellar drive under one-quarter power slowly edged the enormous disk into the parking orbit recently vacated by the passenger liner Star of Carolina, just...