“After delivering part 50 of 50 of the spaceship to him, he gave me this. Space Docker he called it. From the *future*. And then his last words to me were, ‘See you on the other side, brother.’
“Other side of *what*? I wondered as I watched Omega round the corner and seemingly disappear forever from my life.
“Then Lester brought up finding the other side — to Earth.”
“Earth?”
“Earth,” he said again. “He said, what was it, the technology allowed copying but only so far. For one thing, there were no people, just animals. Philip had crashed his plane and died. Yet he lived on.” Frank looked at me steady. I knew this was something extremely important to him because he usually avoids direct eye contact. He was trying to drill the truth into me. Or maybe discover it *through* me.
Drilling. Have to think about that one.
Sunklands 