After a difficult discussion and a round of heartfelt goodbyes, Kellogg and Lumumba climbed into the recreation module.
The module was jettisoned from the ship a few minutes later.
Hope for the survival of mankind remained as the ship continued onward.
The previously resourceful and stoic Kellogg collapsed against the module airlock and tears rushed down his face.
Lumumba crouched beside him and carefully wiped the droplets from his cheeks with her hands.
“I can’t stop thinking about my children,” he whispered.
“You will see them again,” she assured him.
“I know,” he replied with more strength in his voice, “but I hope not for such a long, long time.”
Lumumba embraced him for several minutes as the module slowly drifted through the void. When he seemed at peace, she pulled back and pressed a capsule into his hand.
“We will go to sleep for a short while now and journey to the next place together.”
Kellogg smiled and the crewmembers embraced again.
This time forever.