don‟t know.” “I me down.” “Put cold.” “You‟re me down.” “Put He set her on her feet. destroyed me once,” she said in choked tones. you trying to destroy me again?” “You “Are Will you listen?” “No. She nodded. was lost in space. I was dead and rotting for six months. A ship came up that could have saved “I me. It passed me by. It let me die. A ship named Does that mean anything „Vorga.‟ „Vorga-T:i339.‟ to you?” “No.” McQueen—a friend of mine who‟s dead now—once told me to find out why I was left to rot. “Jiz That would be the answer to who gave the order. So I started buying information about „Vorga.‟ Any information.” that to do with my mother?” “What‟s listen. Information was tough to buy. The records were removed from the Bo‟ness & “Just „Vorga‟ Uig files. I managed to locate three names… three out of a standard crew of four officers and twelve men. Nobody knew anything or nobody would talk. And I found this.” Foyle took a silver locket from his pocket and handed it to Robin. was pawned by some spaceman off the That‟s all I “It „Vorga.‟ could find out.” uttered a cry and opened the locket with trembling fingers. Inside was her picture and the pictures of two other girls. As the locket was opened, the 30 photos smiled and whispered: from Robin, Mama… Love from Holly, Mama… Love from Wendy, Mama…” “Love is my mother‟s,” Robin wept. She… For pity‟s sake, where is she? What happened?” “It “It… don‟t know,” Foyle said steadily. I can guess. I think your mother got out of that “I “But concentration camp… one way or another.” my sisters too. She‟d never leave them.” “And
“I don‟t know.” “Put me down.” “You‟re cold.” “Put me down.” He set her on her feet. “You destroyed me once,” she said in choked tones. “Are you trying to destroy me again?” “No. Will you listen?” She nodded. “I was lost in space. I was dead and rotting for six months. A ship came up that could have saved me. It passed me by. It let me die. A ship named „Vorga.‟ „Vorga-T:i339.‟ Does that mean anything to you?” “No.” “Jiz McQueen—a friend of mine who‟s dead now—once told me to find out why I was left to rot. That would be the answer to who gave the order. So I started buying information about „Vorga.‟ Any information.” “What‟s that to do with my mother?” “Just listen. Information was tough to buy. The „Vorga‟ records were removed from the Bo‟ness & Uig files. I managed to locate three names… three out of a standard crew of four officers and twelve men. Nobody knew anything or nobody would talk. And I found this.” Foyle took a silver locket from his pocket and handed it to Robin. “It was pawned by some spaceman off the „Vorga.‟ That‟s all I could find out.” uttered a cry and opened the locket with trembling fingers. Inside was her picture and the pictures of two other girls. As the locket was opened, the 30 photos smiled and whispered: “Love from Robin, Mama… Love from Holly, Mama… Love from Wendy, Mama…” “It is my mother‟s,” Robin wept. “It… She… For pity‟s sake, where is she? What happened?” “I don‟t know,” Foyle said steadily. “But I can guess. I think your mother got out of that concentration camp… one way or another.” “And my sisters too. She‟d never leave them.”
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