To Each His Star
"Nothing around those other suns but ashes and dried blood," old Dunbar told the space-wrecked, desperate men. "Only one way to go, where we can float down through the clouds to Paradise. That's straight ahead to the sun with the red rim around it."
But Dunbar's eyes were old and uncertain. How could they believe in his choice when every star in this forsaken section of spa...more
Can the others believe him? Russell is not so sure, becoming increasingly convinced 'that old Dunbar was as crazy as a Jovian juke-bird.' An ironic and entirely obvious ending is duly promised and delivered.
First published in the little-remembered Space Science Fiction magazin ...more