Just when I had enough time for a big one, Chuck Wendig throws a curved ball and says “100 words, any subject, genre, whatever.” Or words to that effect. One hundred. OK.
“Ready?” Gail Collins-Ito checked with the landing module.
“Cleared for evac.”
Aldrina Chernyov unsealed the hatch; the ladder unfolded. Her colleague stepped backwards through the narrow opening, bringing each foot to the rung before his next move.
“I’m at the bottom of the ladder,” he reported.
“I am stepping off the ladder.
“That’s one small step for another man; another giant leap for mankind.”
Not bad for the only part-qualified spacers with the right names for the mission.
Aldrina closed the hatch leaving Noviashu Armstrong on the surface. One mouth less to feed on the way home.
(c) 2015 J M Pett