SF Drabble #77 “Two Ships In The Night”

I came up to take a breath, and there she was. It’s a wonder we ran into each other at all, given the size of the ship’s pool, much less the ship itself. We were the only two humans aboard, and I hadn’t seen a woman in more than a year.

She was six years older, had just divorced her first husband, some sort of tech millionaire, and was spending his money on a lavish interstellar vacation. I had won the trip in a fast food promotion.

We spent most of the next leg of the trip in her cabin.

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