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Hope for All

(1109 words)

“Arman, did you pack your mask?”

“Yes mom.”

“Did you pack your stabilizer?”

“Yes mom.”

“Do you have an extra tank of O2?”

 “Yes m –” the young boy paused and started to rummage through his bag searching for the compact canister. A large sigh escaped him as he panned over to his mother who had her decorated hand on her waist. A soft chuckle escaped the tall woman as she tucked the canister in his backpack.

“Thanks mom” he whispered.

With a scratch on his head, she strapped the mask on his face and fixed the goggles on his eyes and gave him a kiss on his forehead. A heavy and weary sigh left her as she hugged him.

“Mom, I’m just going on a field trip.” the boy sighed.

“I know sweetheart. It’s just that the gas levels are really high today...the highest we’ve seen in months.” she whispered.

“It’s fine. Aren’t you a scientist?”

“Yeah,” she chuckled wiping her nose, “Yeah I am. Go on, you don’t wanna be late.”

He waved back at her as he walked through the elongated glass tube that led to the street hidden by the “fog”. Closing the door behind her, the holo-phone began to ring blaring Dr. Lance’s face.

“Hello, Doctor, is there something that you need?” she asked leaning against the dining table sipping on her coffee.

“Good morning Dr. Summers. Your presence is needed at the station.” the wrinkled man commanded. “We may have found a breakthrough with a potential habitable system.”

“That’s great Doctor, but I was thinking about spending time with Tyler tonight.” she paused giving him a small smile. “I promise I’ll be there first thing in the morning.”

“I wasn’t asking doctor. I have already sent a car for you. Miller and Simms will be there to look after Tyler.”

“But –” she tried to cut him off.

“That will be all. See you when you get here.” his hazy face dissipated.

Squeezing the life out of her cup, she sighed, putting her head into her hands. She dragged herself to her room and changed into her work clothes. She chucked on her lab coat, packed her laptop and the portable solar monitor, and headed to the basement to wait on the National Cosmos Exploration Association – the NCEA vehicle. Her phone began to buzz with Tyler’s face showing up on the screen.

She felt her heart drop slightly as she brought the phone to her ear. “Hey sweetheart, what’s up?”

“Mom why are there men here saying that I need to go with them?” he said in a soft, confused voice.

“It’s fine sweety. Those are just some people from mommy’s work.” she paused, taking a deep breath. “I know it’s last minute, but I have to go into work. But I promised I’ll be back before bedtime.” There was a long moment of silence that caused her to grind her teeth against each other.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” and the line was cut.


She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes. Taking a long drag of smoke, she rubbed her temple feeling a slight pain in her chest. She really hated upsetting her son.

Disappointment…that was all she got from him.

She allowed her mind to drift into slight despair as the roars of an engine approached the guarded gate of the basement.

“Hey Summers!” the pudgy man exclaimed.

“Hey Matthew.” She muttered outing the smoke. Hoisting herself into the large jeep, she quickly placed on the breathing helmet, fixing herself into a comfortable position awaiting the bullshit she was gonna hear from her superiors.




“Good to see you Alena.” A wrinkled woman glided in front of her in a hoverchair.

“Wish I could say the same.” She whispered under her breath.

They entered a large boardroom with windows extending from floor to ceiling. The massive glass table that sat in the middle of the room projected analytics and other stats regarding to Earth’s atmosphere.

The old woman let out a long sigh shaking her head, fixing her large glasses on her face. “Arman will understand. He is just a child. The severity of Earth’s situation hasn’t hit him yet…maybe it never will.”

“I know, it’s just –” a deep and raspy voice spoke behind them cutting her off.

“Ah, Summers you’re here. Good.” Dr. Lance spoke. “Everyone please be seated.” He glided his fingers across the smooth surface of the table, bringing up a virtual diagram of what looked to be a solar system. “I am happy to announce that we have made great progress in finding a new suitable planet for all of mankind. This earth-like planet is in the Lyra constellation and it is orbiting a red dwarf star. And it is not that far away from here.”

“And you are certain it’s in the habitable zone?” one of the scientists asked.

“Yes, we can confirm it is.” Lance spoke with a hopeful smile on his face. “We can now start our second phase of the exhibition.”

A twinge of hope danced around in Alena’s belly at the news. The depletion of earth’s atmosphere has been happening for the past six years and has been rapidly going down in the past few months.

“Summers, Nickelson and Smith, I need you three to get started on possible mockups for the vehicles getting there.” Heads nodded and soft hums echoed in agreement.

“Jameson, Adderley, Fallon and Gordan can work on creating the modules of calculating the allotted time of space travel needed to reach this planet.” He paused, taking another glance at his notes on his tablet. “Uhh…the rest of you, for the moment, can continue to monitor the rising gas levels and also, estimate the amount of time we have left on this planet.”

“When would you want an update on all of this?” Alena asked, glancing down quickly typing down the last bit of information given to them.

“By the end of the month. That would give you all about four weeks to just have the rough numbers in. From there we can go over them, perfect them and begin the trial period.” He let out a long breath of air, fixing the glasses sitting on his nose. “This is the beginning of our future. One full of hope for us and our kids and future generations. Okay team…let us get to some serious work!”

Excitement jumped in her heart at the events happening in front of her. Soon enough, she and her son will be somewhere else in the galaxy safe and…happy. Alena couldn’t wait for the next few weeks…months. 


 Thank you all for taking the time to read these stories! I really, truly appreciate it! Until next time...

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