Second paragraph of third chapter:

Her experience with taking on passengers is, admittedly, limited. Mostly she only transports refugees, cramming as many people as possible into her ship and running as fast as possible to the nearest safe planet or moon or spacedock. Sometimes there’s a bit of a kerfuffle about food or room, but usually it’s pleasant and she gets to have a wide variety of interesting conversations about planets that she’s never set foot on.

Bluebird is a debut novel, and I felt it showed; quite a complex universe and political set-up which didn’t always hold up to examination, and some odd choices of pacing. A promising start to the author’s career, though. You can get it here.