The second story in my Astronomy series, "Interplanetary," is ready for reading. It's a one-shot. Do enjoy.
Jupiter nodded.
“You’ve actually been thinking about marriage?”
“On and off, ya know.
I’m not ready yet, not even close.
But that’s a goal. I want us to
have a nice apartment downtown and you can teach science at one of the public
schools. Maybe have a couple of kids a
few years after that.”
Jupiter just listened.
Rashaun knew how she felt about her house, but he didn’t know how she
felt about children or teaching high school.
“So I got a five-year plan.
Ya know, like the experts say. At
the end of the five years, you’ll be Mrs. Dr. Riley and I’ll be a Senior
Associate at Ngenge, Nave & Nguyen, in position to make junior partner.”
“Rashaun, don’t be so rigid, okay? Life throws curve balls all the time. What happens if none of those things come to
fruition when you expect them to?”
“Jupe, that doctorate is yours in a year. I know that to be a fact. That’s
happening. I am on track to be a Senior
Associate in three more years. That’s happening. We’re going to get married at some point;
it’s something we both want, so that’s gonna happen too.”
Jupiter sucked down the last of her milkshake and got sad
that there was no more. She said
quietly, “Mama and Daddy were supposed to be in the front row, watching me get
hooded. That didn’t happen.”
