“Teddy,” Linda demanded.

“What?” My half-packed suitcase lay open on the bed next to it my three year old, who kept trying to sneak her teddy bear inside its leather confines. “There’s no room, Linda. In my suitcase and on the ship.”


“We can’t put you in the spacecraft?”

“Why not?”

“Because then I’ll never see you again.”

Linda’s eyes widened. “No!”


The three year old preceded to think, “What about teddy?”

“You don’t want teddy to stay with you?”

“No. With you. So you remember me.”

“I don’t need a teddy bear to remember you.”

“So space remembers me!”

A chuckle escaped me and Linda knew she won.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Simply the Best.” – NASA is building a new Voyager spacecraft that will carry the best of modern human culture. What belongs onboard?

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