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    The Memory of Water
    The Memory of Water
    The Memory of Water
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    The Memory of Water

    By Linda Jordan

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    Eva struggles to create clarity out of chaos in her job as Assistant Cruise Director on the Universe, a spaceship which cruises the multiverse. Humans from differing political and social factions mixed with aliens from all over. Her boss has gone AWOL, someone’s sabotaging the planned schedule of events and even her cabin won’t recognize her. What else could possibly go wrong?

    An ‘Aboard the Universe’ story.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMetamorphosis Press
    Release dateNov 14, 2014
    ISBN9781310159589
    The Memory of Water
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    Linda Jordan

    Linda Jordan writes fascinating characters, visionary worlds, and imaginative fiction. She creates both long and short fiction, serious and silly. She believes in the power of healing and transformation, and many of her stories follow those themes.In a previous lifetime, Linda coordinated the Clarion West Writers’ Workshop as well as the Reading Series. She spent four years as Chair of the Board of Directors during Clarion West’s formative period. She’s also worked as a travel agent, a baker, and a pond plant/fish sales person, you know, the sort of things one does as a writer.Currently, she’s the Programming Director for the Writers Cooperative of the Pacific Northwest.Linda now lives in the rainy wilds of Washington state with her husband, daughter, four cats, a cluster of Koi and an infinite number of slugs and snails.

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      The Memory of Water - Linda Jordan

      The Memory of Water

      by

      Linda Jordan

      Contents

      The Memory of Water

      About the Author

      The Memory of Water

      The trouble began when Eva’s cabin didn’t recognize her. The door opened, sure, but the room wouldn’t adjust for her. It was as if the room thought she was from a planet other than Earth. The air didn’t change to the correct mix of oxygen and carbon dioxide, it felt thin. The lighting looked just a little too dark for her to see properly and her meds didn’t come up on time. There was a chemical smell to the her room, a solvent maybe. It was so strong, she could taste it. The whole effect made her slightly dizzy.

      She manually turned up the lights. Normally, she loved her cabin. It was small, but all the mirrors made it look larger. The white walls and sparse furnishings looked elegant, which helped make her feel elegant too. And gracious. Her cabin was a retreat from the chaos of her work. As much as she loved her job, she needed a place of quiet and peacefulness to recover. Tapestries she bought on Arrabesh hung on the walls, softening all the white. The scent of fir trees normally filled the air, not this chemical smell. She adjusted the settings and set it on lavender. But the screen said, Request not recognized.

      She stood looking at her room, taking a deep breath and trying to regain her calm.

      It didn’t work. And she felt too tired to deal with the cabin not recognizing her. It had been a rough shift. She’d herded the Steampunk Historical Group to their required dance class. The Music Directer had gone missing and she did his job too. Her boss, Swilla, AKA Swilly, the Cruise Director was too busy sucking up to the Execs on board to do her job, which was normally the case. For the year Swilla had been Cruise Director she hadn’t done her job. Which left everyone running to Eva. Except that normally, Eva made the schedule and there weren’t screw ups. And she could always pass the blame up to Swilla. Who could bull shit anyone.

      Plus, her pay had been short today. Now she wouldn’t have enough to cover the dress she bought on Talieson 97. Damn. She’d known that slinky black skin wrap was a mistake. But it made her feel so good. She hadn’t been able to leave the market without it.

      The real reason she didn’t want to deal with her cabin was that the Axions, who grew the ship, weren’t the easiest beings in the universe to communicate with. She wasn’t up to dealing with them again today. There were only two aboard, one who was cranky and standoffish. The other was the horniest thing on seven legs and she had already been its target once today. She wasn’t going there again. Not today.

      She dumped her clothes into the sterilizer and slid into her pod. No shower, no light entertainment, no dinner and not even a glass of Gassian tea to unwind. It was just too much work.

      When the pod awakened her ten hours later, not eight, the light was abnormal. Not the gradually increasing whitish light of Earth’s Sun, mimicked. Instead she was

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