The Dearly Departed

I dropped everything and flew home, to say goodbye.

It surprised me, surprised everyone I suppose. He’d been doing really well lately, and while we knew there was a possibility, we never expected his time might come so suddenly.

I barely had time to return.

The rest of the family came too, of course, to pay respects and tell him we loved him before he went, to gather and witness his final moments.

“Goodbye.” We said.

“Goodbye.” He replied, waving. Then turned and strode, grinning, up the gangway onto the ark-ship, never to be seen by anyone on earth again…

The Engines

I tend engines. I keep parts in working order, and I make sure the engine’s properly fuelled.

I’ve done this since childhood, working at fathers side. As he aided his father. It’s always been thus.

Someday, my child will tend engines alongside me.

I don’t know what the engines do, I don’t know what’s outside the hull of this world. But I have faith.

If I tend engines properly, I’ll be rewarded at Betelgeuse. I’ll see father and grandfather, and my journey will end.

I don’t know when I’ll arrive, I don’t need to know.

This is what faith is.