Star stared at herself in the mirror, tugging on her collar uncomfortably. She giggled, “The war heros of one world are the ensigns of another.”
She supposed she’d best go check-in with Jed and let her know she was ready to wear the blues again. Especially now that she’d kicked the laudanum habit, and since Tenk had lit the fire under her shoes by accusing her of being a turncoat, coupled with the infuriating conversation that she’d had with Scottie.
As she walked toward headquarters she wondered why she had the strangest feeling she was wearing the wrong uniform.