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.