Four-Day Planet

main lounge of the Peenemünde. Joe Kivelson and his wife. Dad and Julio and Mrs. Laden, who was actually being cordial to Bish, and who had a bundle for us that we weren’t to open till we were in hyperspace. Lillian Arnaz, the girl who was to take my place as star reporter. We were going to send each other audiovisuals; advice from me on the job, and news from the Times from her. Glenn Murell, who had his office open by now and was grumbling that there had been a man from Interstellar Import-Export out on the Cape Canaveral, and if the competition got any stiffer the price of tallow-wax would be forced up on him to a sol a pound. And all the Javelin hands who had been wrecked with us on Hermann Reuch’s Land, and the veterans of the Civil War, all but Oscar and Cesário, who will be at the dock to meet us when we get to Terra.

I wonder what it’ll be like, on a world where you go to bed every time it gets dark and get up when it gets light, and can go outdoors all the time. I wonder how I’ll like college, and meeting people from all over the Federation, and swapping tall stories about our home planets.

And I wonder what I’ll learn. The long years ahead, I can’t imagine them now, will be spent on the Times, and I ought to learn things to fit me for that. But I can’t get rid of the idea about carniculture growth of tallow-wax. We’ll have to do something like that. The demand for the stuff is growing, and we don’t know how long it’ll be before the monsters are hunted out. We know how fast we’re killing them, but we don’t know how many there are or how fast they breed. I’ll talk to Tom about that; maybe between us we can hit on something, or at least lay a foundation for somebody else who will.

The crowd pushed out and off the ship, and the three of us were alone, here in the lounge of the Peenemünde, where the story started and where it ends. Bish says no story ends, ever. He’s wrong. Stories die, and nothing in the world is deader than a dead news story. But before they do, they hatch a flock of little ones, and some of them grow into bigger stories still. What happens after the ship lifts into the darkness, with the pre-dawn glow in the east, will be another, a new, story.

But to the story of how the hunters got an honest cooperative and Fenris got an honest government, and Bish Ware got Anton Gerrit the slaver, I can write1

Endnotes

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