Chapter 8
Standing on what had been the rear wall of the space cabin, Nick gazed out the porthole with growing wonder.
The sun was coming up. The shaking and rattling of the cabin was decreasing. The sound of the wind rushing past faded. And outside the large round porthole the curve of the planet arced below him with the sun coming up over the limb. The wonder of it pushed back the fear, and he had a moment to think it was all worth it, for this moment.
How Vibeke and her friends had done this, how any of it was possible, he couldn’t say.
“Sunrise over planet earth,” he said. “I’ve seen pictures and videos from space missions, from the International Space Station, but none of that compares with seeing it with my own eyes.”
It was also beginning to get very bright, and he first squint
