He grinned and shrugged.
"My name's Jana," she said. "Jana Corby." She was trying to ease some
of the natural tension between strangers.
"Bob Ryder," said the tech. He stood and waited for her to make the
next move.
"My father--" she said, and for the first time, some of the tension
behind her eyes flowed over into her voice. "My father was one of the
miners. He was on the morning shift. The day the men didn't come home
was the day before my wedding."