Routine suit-up. Routine airlock cycle. Routine tether anchorage.
Her crew-mate let her step out first. The field of stars took her breath away, as always, even on her twenty-fifth spacewalk.
Everyone left her in silence, letting her enjoy it as they said she should. Someday, it will be her last.
Then she spotted her tether, drifting ahead of her, loose. She turned, quick as the propulsion bursts let her.
No warnings. No comms.
No ship.
Alone in that field of stars, heart pounding, mind racing, she was lost.
Lost.
Then they arrived.
She never dreamed she’d visit another world.
© 2020-2021 Rebecca Glaessner
December 10 2020: Flash Fiction Challenge: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something a character never dreamed would happen. The situation can be fortuitous, funny, or disappointing.
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