He had hated the sheep.
But he had loved the stars and the wide open skies.
He reminds me of Lois.
“I’m told there’s a companion rock that’s ahead of it by a day or so.
A companion piece? Was that on the show?
“I didn’t have to,” Straker said. “She smelled the death on me when I came home after that little trip. She did some research. I never ask her or Jackson for details, but they both told me that the weave of reality was torn and there were two futures depending on a single frozen moment.”
Michael
