SF Drabble #239 “Traveling Shoes”

The furthest I got? Twelve years out, on the far side of the Polixaci home worlds. This is eight years ago. I don’t remember the name of the planet, but it was on a not-particularly-profitable side-circuit, one that only got a ship every twenty years or so. If I’d been a week later for the transfer I’d have missed it.

They were so excited to see us. Everywhere I went I was asked what I was. They hadn’t heard of Earth yet. Not like we’re big news, anyhow. Spent a month telling stories all day. Most fun I ever had.

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