Day 325 – Jupiter’s Children – Part 12

Word count: 593

“Do you want another glass?”

Fiona had been supplying Henry with whisky all night and the numb feeling he was trying obtain had still not arrived: Henry nodded for another.

“You can stay here as long as you like, even when I am back on Earth.”
“Thanks, I really appreciate it.”

They had lost all contact with Earth since the asteroid hit. Though repairs were being made rapidly, there was no chance of communicating them for the next day or so. Whether they knew what had happened, they were not sure. The meteor season disrupted communications all the time, but this was the first time that any meteor had hit the colony. Everyone was in shock. It was not just Henry’s house that was destroyed, though it faired worst of all, but the entire street’s had been affected in some way, whether by being partially destroyed or having debris deposited on their roof.

“God, that’s my entire life… it’s just stuff… but it’s my entire life.”
Fiona put her arm over his shoulder, “I know, I know.”
“If my computer hadn’t have warned me… I’d have been in there… I’d have been killed. God, Fiona, I had no idea I was that close to death?”
“It’s best not to think about it…”
“God, I wish I could get in contact with Elaine, I just need her right now. I need to speak with her. I need to know that she’s alright…”
“Communications probably won’t be back up for at least another day, just try to think positively. There’s no reason she wouldn’t be okay anyway. She’s on her way back home.”
Henry got up and immediately began to fret. Everything in his life right now seemed to be happened all too quickly for him to process methodically. His wife was gone; his father’s memory seemed to be raising him from the dead and the mystery around life in the universe was unravelling in a myriad of twists and turns. There appeared to be little hope in consoling himself now that his home was destroyed. Although it was just stuff, everything that had made him who he was had been in that house. Now that it was destroyed, he stupidly began to question who he was.

Henry wandered over to the window and looked out Fiona’s view. From here he could see the street he lived in. He would never have known where it was save for the fiery smoke and emergency lights emanating from the area. It was beautiful, really. He could not deny it.

“It’s strange, Fiona. A few days ago we discovered life outside our own world. A new era of humanity. You’re now up there with Neil Armstrong, Yuri Gagarin. The buzz, the excitement. I was on top of the world. That discovery was what this place is all about, but since then… I’ve found things. Things I can’t explain; things my father found.”

Henry watched Fiona’s reflection in the glass, she looked sharply at him, but her voice was soft when she spoke, “What do you mean? You found things.”

“When I spoke to you earlier, it was about something I read in my father’s journal.”
“About how we used to work together?”
“Yes. There’s more to it than that.”
“I can’t tell you all the details. I need to know what they mean first.”
“Know what mean first?”
“I found something. Something that could change the way you think of this place and if I’m right, will make sure you never again trust the ones you trust now.”

~ by S.G. Mark on August 27, 2012.

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