The Red Rag

You're going to hear this long first chapter read once so you can fall deep asleep and it will repeat itself. And now is the time for you to fluff up your pillow just how you like it. Feel yourself melt into your bed. Get real comfortable close your eyes and let me read to you. Another one. Jack Holloway found himself squinting the orange sun full in his eyes. He raised a hand to alter the pulse rate of the controgravity field generators and lift the manipulator another hundred feet. Vermo and his sap puffing on the short pipe that had yellowed the corners of his white mustache looked down at the red rag tied to a bush against the rock