The Return

I gave him the signal to start the long drive with a wink of my eyebrow. Many plaid-shirted arms began waving him on, and we all cheered for his success on his lone mission—one he’d waited his entire life for. 

Everyone cracked a joke at his expense at the club that night, ice cubes clinking in their tumblers as they laughed. With the fire glowing in the background, they were merry with inebriation. But also wishing they could fly with their compadre and join him on his mission to Mars.

What they did not know, he was finally returning home.

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