by D.A.Sanford
I inherit my grandfathers job. He was always brought home more from a dump run that he brought there. He would make very useful items out of the stuff he scavenged. Now that he has passed, I found that the collected from more than just the dump. There is a hidden complex, guarded by an automaton, was his special traveling machine. He roamed the universe colleting things. This story goes into that but family plays a big role in this book.