Donald swept the dust from the farmhouse porch, knowing in the back of his mind that it was pointless, that in a matter of hours it would be covered again. Yet simply surrendering to it seemed even more pointless.
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In space, distance was time, and time was distance.
Tom mostly talked about the farm. H
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“By the time I get back we might be the same age. You and me. Imagine that.”
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“When I’m in hypersleep,” he explained, “or travel near the speed of light, or near a black hole, time will change for me. It’ll run more slowly.”
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I’m not always going to be here to help you.”
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Inside, he went to the table, where bowls lay upside down, covered in a thin film of dust, and turned their clean insides up.