"We don't know. The films show your face suddenly going blank. Then you
flew. That's all. We hoped you could tell us."
"No. No--I don't remember--"
"There was something in you so strong it overrode everything else, even
the fear. We'd like to know what it is. We'll find out, Johnny, and it
will mean a lot to the human race when we do."
_This is my day._
"Is my wife here?"
There was a cool hand on his forehead. "Yes, Johnny."
"Well," he said helplessly. "Well, how are you?"
"I'm fine, Johnny," she whispered, and there was the sound of tears in
her voice. "I'm just fine."
He felt the warm softness of her lips on his.
_I had a true wife but I left her ... oh, oh, oh._
And then he came home again.
END
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Transcriber's Note:
This etext was produced from _If Worlds of Science Fiction_ June
1958. 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.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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