you?â
âNo, I wouldnât have missed it for anything. I could have gotten my masterâs degree just as well on Mars, I suppose. But I wouldnât have seen as much.â
âI should think,â I said hesitantly, âthat now youâve had a chance to live normallyâwell, that it would be awfully hard for you to go back, if it werenât for the gravity, that is. I mean, it might be better for you if you hadnât come.â
Alex stiffened. âWhat do you mean?â
âWell, you wouldnât have known what you were missing. That is, youâd have known, but you probably wouldnât have cared in the same way.â I was struggling with what was, for me, an unfamiliar concept. It was hard to imagine anybody regretting having come to Earth; yet for someone whoâd been born a Martian, it must be terribly upsetting to come knowing that he couldnât stay long.
But Alex didnât understand me. âPerhaps Iâve given a wrong impression,â he said quietly. âMelinda, I was kidding about not getting used to Earth gravity! I could have, of course, if Iâd had any reason for wanting to stay.â
I was confused, and sorry that Iâd allowed the conversation to get so personal. It was none of my business why he was going back to Mars; perhaps his family needed him, or maybe he had run out of money and couldnât get a job. He wasnât a citizen of any country on Earth, after all.
He went on, âYouâre assuming quite a lot, arenât you, thinking that Iâd be happier on Mars if I hadnât seen Earth?â There was a sharp tone in his voice; without meaning to, Iâd somehow made him angry.
By that time all I wanted to do was drop the subject, but I asked, âWhat am I assuming?â
We were interrupted by the flight attendant who, much to my relief, had come to serve tea. The spacelines operate on the same theory as the airlines used to, which is that passengers will cause less trouble, and will think that theyâre getting more for their money, if they are kept constantly occupied with something to eat. Or maybe they feel that if anyoneâs nervous, the sight of other people eating will seem reassuring; and thatâs probably true. At any rate, in spite of its being just after lunch by Florida time and the middle of the night by Greenwich, we were offered a bountiful selection of such goodies as could be adapted to zero-g conditions, as well as our choice of coffee, tea, or soft drinks. The beverages came in closed containers with sipping tubes, for you canât pour a liquid thatâs weightless; youâve got to suck.
Since most of us had to stay strapped down, we couldnât look at the view, and there were no viewports anyway. There was, however, a wide screen closed-circuit TV setup over our heads, on which they showed Earth. It was beautiful, but it was hard to take in the fact that it wasnât just a video, like so many Iâd seen before. For this reason it didnât make a very deep impression on me until later when I saw the real thing from the Susie. Then, too, my mind was well occupied with the mere thought of being in space, plus the nagging question, What was I assuming that he could have resented?
Dad was deep in a discussion with the man on his left, who was a nonresident engineer returning to Mars from his biennial vacation. Theyâd found they had a lot to talk about, most of it hopelessly technical. So after we finished eating I was thrown back on Alex, although really I wished that I didnât have to be. I thought of pretending to be asleep, but I suspected that already he knew me too well to think Iâd sleep under such conditions. Heâd respect my privacy if I tried it, but his feelings might be hurt, and I didnât want that.
As it turned out, though, I had nothing to worry about. Our conversation was simply friendly, and I didnât once get the
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