Bannon s Binge
Michelle Bannon washed dishes. They were not hers, only her responsibility as a dishwasher. She puffed a white curl from her face and tried to blink stinging sweat from here left eye. Up to the elbows in suds, she thought about home. It had been months since she arrived on the Qadesh Hub Station, fleeing the boredom of a small f****y farm of a small moon of an inconsequential planet of a backwater system… The farm was all she knew, trained to work the land and care for the a****ls and just...