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They say nothing else to each other. This is how it goes these days, the less they say the better. Fighting is inevitable unless they are quiet. The yawning void between them seems to grow wider with every passing second. Katya leans over the railing, eyes closed, reveling in the sounds of celebration below. Goncharov grips the railing a little tighter on her behalf and breathes as deeply as he can. His chest is heavy, weighed down with ever present pressure that no amount of fresh air can ever alleviate. Beside Katya and yet still so far away, he feels like a cosmonaut. He feels like the space shuttle itself, mid-launch, straining under the heat and force and pressure. His back aches. He needs to lay down, or he may shake apart. Down-and-dirty construction is good enough to hold a lot of things together but not a space shuttle, not the human body.
“What do you think the women back home are doing tonight?” Katya asks, her voice laden with melancholy.
Goncharov shrugs, “Best not to reminisce. That isn’t home anymore.”
“Must be nice,” Katya says. Another sip of wine. Another heavy sigh. “To not have to think about things.”
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