Jackson Carter was putting the final bolt in the engine panel and wiping his grease marked hands across his pants. “You do pretty good work.” Durden smiled, standing in the mouth of the engine room. “And you seem to be settling in nicely.” He looked about the engine room. It was as clean as it had been since he and his brother first bought Alice and gave her her first bath. A hammock stretched from wall to wall besides the PK drive.
“Yeah,” Jackson took his own look around the engine room, seeing all those little things Durden wouldn’t, “It’s still going to take a lot of work to get this baby working like it should. The engine seems to have been through hell.”
His eyes fell upon the ground, as his mind rolled through the long unfortunate catalog of Looking Glass’s mechanics...Read More