The Flag on Gorbachev Crater

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On the second Saturday of November 2036 the Glenwood High School of Glenwood, Virginia held its Homecoming Game and the American ship, John F. Kennedy, was still on hold at Moon Base.

“The drum!” shouted someone in the bleacher seats below. “It exploded!”

No, decided Daniel Beckwith, as he examined the scene through binoculars, the drum had not exploded. Actually, a girl had materialized almost exactly in front of the drum, and boy and drum had come crashing down on her. And with that, the halftime parade of the Glenwood Gladiator high-school band had come to a chaotic halt.

“Excuse, please.” “Heads up.” “Let me through.” He clambered down through standing rows of unheeding students and hurried out across the football field. A moment later he pushed his way through the cluster of band members and looked down at the girl.

She lay on her back. Some sort of towel or mat covered most of her, including her face. She wore a long muslin cloak. At that moment she thrust the mat aside and looked up at the circle of faces. Her eyes reached his and stopped.

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