a boy, Corey Young, to Planet Cassandra? What if he was taking the Xanadu Trail to start a new life with his family, riding in convoy in an ex-combat patrol vehicle they called Blaster? What if Corey was accompanied by a talking, alien bird and a robot head loaded with the personality chip of his old juve-school teacher, Mr. Kowalski, recently deceased? And what if I wove a story out of all that?
Would you buy that for a dollar?
