The suit made me powerful in ways I only dreamed of as a boy, hell, in ways I dreamed of as a man. But I was still just a man, and a broken one at that.
I wondered if the Solar System looked and felt the same, now that it had returned to its original lifeless state.
This is a serial novel, so if you’re new to Sol, it’s best to start at the beginning. —— RICK 34.15 My pod pivoted quickly around its central axis so the Earth was no longer […]
I think I will always yearn for a fresh bagel from Zabar’s, a late-night slice at Famous Ray’s Pizza (or was it Ray’s Famous Pizza?), or those little blue and white coffee cups. Hell, I’d take any cup of coffee right now.
As we’re drifting, we start to spin…slowly at first. I pull her close to me and we wrap our arms and legs around each other. The spin gets faster. I pull at her and she keeps asking me when it will be over.
You were right next to us, and then you weren’t. There was nothing we could do. We looked for you, but you were gone.
Time was incongruent. I had lost my grip on what made me, me.
When I looked back, I caught sight of my wife’s auburn hair and daughter’s golden curls, their heads turning frantically. I could only guess they were searching for me.
Then I heard a grumble. A grinding, undulating, pulse, barely audible, yet excruciating in its volume.