JT WANTED TO MAKE THE most of their last day together—something he hadn't told Krista of yet. His feelings were low this morning as he knelt beside her, helping her to weed her garden and revive a few of the overly cared for plants. He tried to smile, to laugh, to keep up his end of the conversation, but it was difficult.
The late morning sunlight glinted off her pale-yellow hair. That same spark seemed to light up her green eyes as she tugged on an especially stubborn weed and fell back on her bottom. How could he leave the most precious thing he had ever found? Yet she couldn't go with him. His superiors would certainly object to such an arrangement. Besides, how could a relationship thrive on a spaceship? Surely there would be children.
He glanced at her belly, wondering if the seed h
