Because even in science fiction, there must be moments of levity…

From The Guardian, which I’ll hopefully have out to you late summer/early fall.


Victoria seemed disappointed. “I am part human, Christine. But even Osiris eats every so often. Remember, we’re still effected by time, just much more slowly. I thought it was energy I needed, but it didn’t sate me the way I expected it to.”

“So do you poop too?”

Victoria crossed her arms. “Seriously? Your husband could be in imminent danger from the wrath of an ancient god of unknown power and potential, and you want me to answer questions about my toilet activities?”

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