When she reached the bustling spaceport facility she took in the veiw. She hardly ever was let out of the home of her mistress. There hung a huge electric sign flashing above the entranceway of the port; it said “Kalawao Space Harbor”. She passed under the huge sign.
Smells and sights assaulted her senses. People walked up to counters with many brand name shuttle carriers, some Juniper recognized when she had left the Earth. Southwest Shuttle Service, United Shuttle, Northwest Shuttle, and Delta Airlines Shuttle service were names on the signs above the counters in front of her. The smells came from her left where a food court beckoned her hungry stomach.
Juniper got in line for Southwest Shuttle. She stood there for several minutes. People walked up to the counter to punch into the touch computer screen, others talked to attendants. Juniper waited for her turn.
She was next in line when behind her she heard a woman shout. “Constable, she is the servant that escaped my home this evening.”
Panicked, Juniper jumped out of line. The voice was of her mistress. She turned her head to see the colonies finest, the police, running after her. She knew trying to leave that woman would be difficult.
She dodged individuals. Some stepped purposely in her way. She brushed against those. Her legs sprinted away from the counters and the food court. She raced toward the departure gates.
She saw the man before, she plowed into him. He smiled down at her, and she was certain that the man would help the police since he did trip her. She was wrong. He lifted her up over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. He then ducked into a cloth covered photo booth with her. The inside of the booth that would have been a wall opened up and he slipped both of them through the tiny door.
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