“We’re at apogee in five, four, three, two, one.”
The booster fired, then the engines; a sustained burn using half the remaining fuel.
“Systems are one niner zero and holding.”
Ahead, the gas giant started to swallow its moon, soon to be left behind again.
“Roger, and… Wait! What is…”
Stuart Turnbull is a feckless no-gooder with a tendency to fantasize. He mainly cares for the house, and occasionally writes a story or two.