Nike pressed her palm against the cool window. Earth had never looked so beautiful and desolate as it did from space. Rusty brown coated most of the planet, but swirls of blue and puffy clouds dotted the landscape. She’d seen old pictures of Earth, but this was not her ancestors’ planet anymore.
It wasn’t hers either.
“Neeeee-kaaaaay.” The voice echoed in the spaceship, and she stiffened as boots clomped along the metallic floors toward her. “I’ve been looking for you.”
“How can I serve you, Captain?” Her fingertips trailed along the window, as if caressing a long-lost lover.
“There was a brief disturbance in Sector J. Some of the civvies are having second thoughts about the mission, and—”
“You thought I could speak with them.” How could she explain her own doubts? They were leaving the only home they’d ever known. Earth may have changed drastically since the disaster, but they were abandoning home.
“Yes, exactly that.” The captain smoothed down the fabric of her uniform. “I knew I could count on you.”
“Of course, ma’am.”
She listened to the captain leave. A sigh flowed from her lips and fogged up the window, obscuring her view of Earth. It was just as well. A new home awaited them. It was just a hop, skip, and a jump through a wormhole.
If only it could be that easy . . .