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"Good. Felicitations to both of you from me and Lor and Dora. Many happy
returns of the day! It has been a pleasure to have you aboard."
We were at the car pocket with two minutes to spare, me loaded with
packages and cat, and getting used to new shoes- well, one old, one new. I
learned that the "car pocket" referred to our old friend Gay Deceiver; the end
of a short passage led right into her starboard door. Again I missed seeing
those spacewarp bathrooms; Hazel's grandsons piloted us, and we were told to
take the back seats. Pol got out to let us get in.
"Hi, Grandma! Good morning, sir."
I said good morning and Hazel kissed both her grandsons in passing, no
seconds lost, and we settled down and strapped in. Cas called out, "Report seat
belts."
"Passengers' seat belts fastened," Hazel reported.
"Bridge! Ready for launch."
Laz answered, "Launch at will."
Instantly we were out in the sky and weightless. Pixel started to struggle;
I caged him with both hands. I think it was weightlessness that startled him...
but how could he tell? He didn't weigh anything to start with.
Earth was off to starboard, apparently full, although one can't tell that
close up. We were opposite the middle of North America, which told me that Laz
was a more than competent pilot; had we been in the usual twenty-four-hour
orbit, concentric with Earth's equator, we would have been over the equator at
ninety west, i
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