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His father used to tell him about space, about Earth’s quest into the unknown. About human nature, and the desire for more. And how, ‘Mijo, it’s possible there are other names for our planet that we may never know.’ His dad was definitely a conspiracy theorist. He gets a tingle at that thought, kind of like Keith, huh?
Lance believed his dad, wide eyed and expectant, fresh and impressionable. Yet, one day his dad grew weary, grew tired, eyes heavy with knowledge that a young child could never comprehend. “One day, son, it’s possible our spacesuits won’t need treaded boots ever again. One day soon we’ll get tired of wandering and move back home for good. We’ll get used to watching our feet as we walk, occasionally stopping to hurl a single probe into the abyss.” Now he wonders if his dad was much more than a theorist. Was he like Pidge, tirelessly searching for something nobody else believed in? Did he find it?