Joseph Ben Joseph and Thor

Is it only a paper Moon?

"Imagine how the primitives felt when they learned the Earth went around the Sun."
Bob mused to his twelve-year-old daughter.
She yawned and lay back on the couch and shut her eyes.
Bob put a cover on her and looked out through the window at the trees and bushes.
"No primitive could have imagined there be neighborhoods on the Moon."
Bob mused as he closed the image of wilderness.
It was only a video wilderness from Earth, but it was soothing.

"We have accomplished so much," Bob said and called his wife on the beamer.
She had been busy stacking spent rods in storage 7 bin.
"Man that bin is getting tight. She's fast asleep."
Bob smiled as he looked over at his daughter.
Martha walked in with only her undergarments on.
"Hi, mom," Bob smiled.
She was muscular like Bob, but very feminine too.
"I don't want to wake her. I think I'll have a meal in the kitchen."
Martha made some noodles and fish.

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