Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #14 May 2015 | Page 15

many things: Pearl was a nickname given to her by Liam since none of them knew her real name. The always friendly, but sometimes a tad eccentric, girl had in the past left her quarters to go to live full-time in a hut in the station garden. She loved music, sometimes too loud, waking up the whole base during the night. She also liked computers, but would not spend more than ten minutes on a problem, just calling someone to help her, and saying: “After all, why are there men?” Two years ago, when her contract was over, she did not want to leave the base. When they decided to send her back to Earth she was nowhere to be found until eventually they had given up. When Liam left, Pearl finally appeared for dinner. She said simply, “Welcome,” with an educated smile and sat in silence eating in the middle of other men’s talk. “You are quiet today.” Xiang told her. “I’m probably wondering how much nonsense you told him about me already…” She said frowning, but then laughed. “I’m joking.” She added smiling. She looked directly at Mark and said: “Would you like to visit the garden?” “Yes.” Bruno glanced at her, pressing his lips flat only for an instant, but enough so that Mark noticed that there was jealousy there. After she finished her food, she rose. “Let’s go.” When they had gone some distance she whispered. “Before they make me wash the dishes.” 2) The Garden The garden had vegetables and fruit for all tastes. It had ample space and a domed roof where you could gaze at the stars and perceive the feeble sunlight that came in from the faraway sun. For Mark, with her shoulder-length brown straight hair and tanned skin, Pearl looked like a South American native living misplaced in a space station garden instead of a jungle. In any case, she showed the plants with enthusiasm. “Before, space stations were not like this. There was no space, plants, water … People lived in crowded bases, sleeping on piles of bags lifted by the lack of gravity. But then they saw that it would be impossible to keep humans this way for years. Humans need life quality even if we’re crazy enough to leave Earth. But now tell me about you, since you probably picked up a lot of strange things about me already.” “I will tell you all about myself and you will see that I’m nothing but a normal boring guy.” Mark promised. “But can you answer me a couple of questions? I’m curious about what is happening on this base.” “All right.” Pearl said wearily. She doesn’t look forward to answering questions. “Why did you leave an empty space on this corner of the garden ?” “Oh, that,” she seemed to relax a little, “one day I want to make a small lake there and raise coloured Koi carps so that we have animals to bring more life to this garden.” “I see. But this will be difficult to