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Dad
shuffled
his
feet
in
a
clutter
of
Martian
pebbles
and
agreed
.
So
immediately
there
was
a
tumult
and
a
shouting
,
and
very
quickly
the
camp
was
tucked
into
capsules
and
containers
,
Mom
slipped
into
traveling
jumpers
and
blouse
,
Dad
stuffed
his
pipe
full
with
trembling
hands
,
his
eyes
on
the
Martian
sky
,
and
the
three
boys
piled
yelling
into
the
motorboat
,
none
of
them
really
keeping
an
eye
on
Mom
and
Dad
,
except
Timothy
.
Dad
pushed
a
stud
.
The
water
boat
sent
a
humming
sound
up
into
the
sky
.
The
water
shook
back
and
the
boat
nosed
ahead
,
and
the
family
cried
,
"
Hurrah
!
"
Timothy
sat
in
the
back
of
the
boat
with
Dad
,
his
small
fingers
atop
Dad
’
s
hairy
ones
,
watching
the
canal
twist
,
leaving
the
crumbled
place
behind
where
they
had
landed
in
their
small
family
rocket
all
the
way
from
Earth
.
He
remembered
the
night
before
they
left
Earth
,
the
hustling
and
hurrying
the
rocket
that
Dad
had
found
somewhere
,
somehow
,
and
the
talk
of
a
vacation
on
Mars
.
A
long
way
to
go
for
a
vacation
,
but
Timothy
said
nothing
because
of
his
younger
brothers
.
They
came
to
Mars
and
now
,
first
thing
,
or
so
they
said
,
they
were
going
fishing
.
Dad
had
a
funny
look
in
his
eyes
as
the
boat
went
up
-
canal
.
A
look
that
Timothy
couldn
’
t
figure
.
It
was
made
of
strong
light
and
maybe
a
sort
of
relief
.
It
made
the
deep
wrinkles
laugh
instead
of
worry
or
cry
.
So
there
went
the
cooling
rocket
,
around
a
bend
,
gone
.
"
How
far
are
we
going
?
"
Robert
splashed
his
hand
.
It
looked
like
a
small
crab
jumping
in
the
violet
water
.
Dad
exhaled
.
"
A
million
years
.
"
"
Gee
,
"
said
Robert
.
"
Look
,
kids
.
"
Mother
pointed
one
soft
long
arm
.
"
There
’
s
a
dead
city
.
"
They
looked
with
fervent
anticipation
,
and
the
dead
city
lay
dead
for
them
alone
,
drowsing
in
a
hot
silence
of
summer
made
on
Mars
by
a
Martian
weatherman
.
