Space—the final frontier for verbal obfuscation.

Onboard a starship through nepotism, George has no formal training as an astronaut.

“Is there a rec room?” he asks.

“We have a holodeck,” he’s told.

Subsequently, George spends a lot of his leisure time in the cargo hold.

The ship’s hollow deck.

John H. Dromey has had short fiction, humor, and poetry published in many different venues.