Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 51 — page 66: what you’re looking at

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Nobody can be sure what it’s like in space. Perhaps— IT’S DARK NSIDE the ship they had to imagine the vast crowd, the lusty cheering. It was not hard to imagine, for the excitement had been building up over months, and the millions who could not get near the firing range were watching on TV screens. The eyes of the world were centred on that tiny metal cylinder. Geoff Peters, strapped securely to a sprung and padded seat, grinned across at his companion, and said: “Feeling good ?” Te. “Don’t let it worry you— we'll come back.” Larry Forman let the con- versation slide. He had never felt like this before, his muscles taut, his brain racing. He wished that he had some- thing to do, something to take his mind off Margaret. Peters OUT THERE 65 by Sydney J. Bounds was lucky; he had an easy- going disposition and could move from one love affair to the next with a cheeky grin and no hard feelings on either side. Forman was different; for him there was only one woman in the world. He remembered the look on Margaret’s face as he had tried to explain what it meant to him to go on this first space- flight. He remembered the shocked expression as he had talked about divorce. There had to be a divorce—no married man would have been allowed to make the trip. “It’s only for a few days,” he had said, ‘‘and we can re- marry as soon as I get back.” “Tf you come back,” was all she said. There had been no tears, no reproaches, She had accepted his decision with an outward comiclbooks.corn