"After the exes, poor sanitation is the most dangerous enemy," Kathy recited, the side of her mouth kicking up. "St. George is kind of a flying PSA. Kinda reminds me of Mr. Rogers back home."

Her proper home.

"But yeah. Zzzap provides the electricity and from there, they figured out pipes and plumbing." She shrugged. "I didn't ask much about it. It works and that's enough for me."

Kathy hadn't wanted to know, because knowing was just a half-step away from accepting and she had clung to the belief she'd find a way home.