Dorothy placed her hand in his. "Where are we going, darling?"
Sam Meecham smiled at her, confident that he had made the most important decision in his life. He pointed through the forward window.
Ahead of them lay the stars.
Transcriber's Note:
This etext was produced from Fantastic Universe January 1954. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.