Proposal
Nov 2 · 4 min read
(life goes on, even if you live on a space-station)
He’d made the ring himself, casting aluminium into a mould then soldering a chip of quartz in place. Was it too soon to ask her?
His hand trembled as he picked up the wrench. Once these repairs were finished, the air in Sector 17 would be sweet again and the carrots, broccoli and potatoes would breathe happily.
