Dr. Kenton unstrapped himself and then assisted Mrs. Kenton. Ted helped get Jill loose.
“Whew! That was awful!” Mrs. Kenton complained.
“I—I think I left my stomach up in the sky!” Jill said.
Ted started toward the side window. “I feel so heavy!” he said. “I can hardly lift my feet!”
His father plodded with him to the window. “That’s because the gravity of Luna is added to the ship’s artificial gravity. They’ll cut off the rocket gravity any moment.”
Looking out the window, Ted thought that this was like a scene from a fairy tale. Any moment he expected to see a group of gnomes come frolicking past! But nothing appeared to be alive in that craggy, lonely wilderness, except within the man-made structure of lunar rock.
Jill and her mother, having taken longer to get their bearings, finally joined the other two at the window.
“What makes it so awfully bright out there?” asked Jill, squinting her eyes.
“Don’t forget that we have a blanket of atmosphere to protect us from the sun on earth, but here on Luna the sun strikes with full force,” her father explained.
“Talk about a sunburn!” Ted said, with a whistle.