“I just want to go home,” she said.
He carefully sat down next to her. When she didn’t move, he rested his head on his shoulder. His bulky helmet prevented the nearness he hoped to achieve.
This far from the modules, the Lunar surface was truly a desolate place.
“I just want to take them home,” she sighed.
“We can leave during the next rotation.”
She buried her visor into two gloved hands. He didn’t know what else to say.
“I will not leave my children behind,” she finally said.
The grave markers next to the couple offered no reply.