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"
Where
did
you
get
the
rocket
?
"
whispered
Timothy
,
for
the
other
boys
were
running
ahead
.
"
I
saved
it
.
I
saved
it
for
twenty
years
,
Tim
.
I
had
it
hidden
away
,
hoping
I
’
d
never
have
to
use
it
.
I
suppose
I
should
have
given
it
to
the
government
for
the
war
,
but
I
kept
thinking
about
Mars
…
"
"
And
a
picnic
!
"
"
Right
.
This
is
between
you
and
me
.
When
I
saw
everything
was
finishing
on
Earth
,
after
I
’
d
waited
until
the
last
moment
,
I
packed
us
up
.
Bert
Edwards
had
a
ship
hidden
,
too
,
but
we
decided
it
would
be
safer
to
take
off
separately
,
in
case
anyone
tried
to
shoot
us
down
.
"
"
Why
’
d
you
blow
up
the
rocket
,
Dad
?
"
"
So
we
can
’
t
go
back
,
ever
.
And
so
if
any
of
those
evil
men
ever
come
to
Mars
they
won
’
t
know
we
’
re
here
.
"
"
Is
that
why
you
look
up
all
the
time
?
"
"
Yes
,
it
’
s
silly
.
They
won
’
t
follow
us
,
ever
.
They
haven
’
t
anything
to
follow
with
.
I
’
m
being
too
careful
,
is
all
.
"
Michael
came
running
back
.
"
Is
this
really
our
city
,
Dad
?
"
"
The
whole
darn
planet
belongs
to
us
,
kids
.
The
whole
darn
planet
.
"
