Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

It was just getting dark when he heard a keda-cart on thepath. He hadn’t programmed one and wondered what hadtriggered it. He was allowed that much in three-d reality, alittle traffic on the path, but he had to set it all up or it wouldbe a mindless loop.This keda cart was rendered very well to all his sensesand so was the girl sitting on the front of it. In the decadesthey’d been together, the decades apart hadn’t dimmed thefamiliarity of that crate that took up the cart’s cargo box. Hecould draw the yandrille in it from memory. Her curls werebriefly silhouetted in front of lighter rock. Nothing wouldever dim that memory.He ran out, arms open, “H..H..” he really couldn’t speak,didn’t want to try to explain it. “How? How did you get backhere?” He asked as he hugged her.“Uh, the traffic on the river was brutal and this rentalkeda’s a prankster so keep your eye on him.” Then she kissedhim well before continuing, “I don’t know how well he’ll getalong with Kota but he’s going back to Hazorpean with thelight.”“No I’m talking about real reality, is someone behindyou?”“Oh that,” Desa said. “Yeah that cheron allocationquotient thing you were trying to tell me about all those yearsago. Alan, I believe you, OK I believe you. I didn’t believeany of it until that starship attack on the Lhar but since then Ido. I believed you even if I didn’t understand it then.”573