In honor of National Short Story Month, I am re-posting my short story Deep Breath.
A SHORT STORY
**MATURE LANGUAGE WARNING**
“Cal Henley to Home Base. Do you read?”
“Yeah, Henley. What’s up?” replied John Deavers’ disembodied voice through the comms unit.
“Boss, I’m done with my excavating. I’m heading over to that cave I told you about the other day. I wanna see if we can use it as an emergency entrance.”
“OK. I’ve got ya on the sensors. You’ve got clear skies as far as I can see. No asteroids headed your way. Keep in contact every five.”
“Sure thing, boss,” Cal responded.
Cal Henley carefully skipped over to the cave, yet again happy for the weights in his boots. His white state-of-the-art spacesuit whirring in his inner comms as the heating system kicked back on.
The moon they were on passed behind a cloud of asteroids, blocking it from the light of Epsilon Eridani. The lights on his helmet sent bright circles ahead of him, bouncing like white balls as he trudged to the entrance.
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Join me next week when I bring you a new short story in honor of National Short Story Month.
“A good [short story] would take me out of myself and then stuff me back in, outsized, now, and uneasy with the fit.”
― David Sedaris