WIND IN HER HAIR
By Kris Neville
To Marte and Johnny Nine the space ship was
their world. And yet they dreamed of returning
home to Earth ... a planet they had never seen.
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Imagination Stories of Science and Fantasy
October 1950
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
"Marte!"
His voice echoed hollowly, dying away to an eerie whisper, fainter and fainter.
"Marte!"
It was very silent here on the last level below the giant atomic motors.
The feeble light showered down from a single overhead bulb; it was their special bulb. Marte always lit it when she came below.