“And there she was in a white 2500 circa spacesuit, her helmet in one hand, and her right hand stretched out to me as though pleading for something. But it was the profound sadness in her eyes that held me. I seem to remember stretching out my hand and then the incredible happened. She gave a smile, turned away, took two steps, and disappeared. I still don’t know if it was real or if I was sleepwalking and dreamed the entire scenario.” Marsha shook her head and took a deep drink from the frothy green liquid in her glass.
Bert smiled at her and refilled their glasses. “I’m betting you were asleep. Didn’t you say you were in bed in that glass rotunda you have as a bedroom?”
Marshs shrugged, “It just seemed so real. I knew I couldn’t reach her through the glass, but I thought of it as warm
