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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
THE FINAL FRONTIER
“History in the making.” Keela’s upturned eyes glittered in the starlight. “Can you believe they’ve actually sent an astronaut to the moon?”
Jono ached with love for her and their unborn child. “Maybe one day he’ll go camping like this with his offspring. Only on some distant world.”
“Do you suppose there’s life on other planets?”
She pressed one hand against her stomach, seized his wrist with the other and gasped. “It’s time. Listen.”
A crunching sound followed by a high-pitched shriek emanated from inside the tent.
Jono’s hearts leaped.
Keela’s antennae quivered. “Our hatchling’s here at last.”