Strangers in a Strange Land

by Kathy Zawislak

The mother ship fades to nothing beyond the horizon. Long way from home, we all think to ourselves. No one can make eye contact, scared but won't admit it. We pick up our belongings.

"Well, mates," Trevor says, "let's make it home."

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