Letter From The Editor - Issue 56 - April 2017

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Issue 22
Stories
Love, Cayce
by Marie Brennan
Exodus Tides
by Aliette de Bodard
Exiles of Eden
by Brad R. Torgersen
The Long Way Home
by G. Norman Lippert
Tales for the Young and Unafraid
The Bus Stop
by David Lubar
InterGalactic Medicine Show Interviews

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Exiles of Eden
    by Brad R. Torgersen

Exiles of Eden
Artwork by Scott Altmann

She was gorgeous, and didn't look a day over twenty-five. Her honey-blonde hair fanned about her head as she lay beside me on the limestone sand of the beach. Two suns -- one white and the other orange -- baked our bellies. Occasionally a bubbling wave of warm seltzer water rushed in from the lifeless sea, coating us pleasantly. Her deep blue eyes blinked as I adjusted my position and gazed at her.

The blonde's smile was fixed, like the Cheshire Cat's. She looked and felt almost as good as I remembered a real woman should. Almost. I wondered if I'd ever get the algorithms just right -- hers or mine.

A set of bare white feet suddenly appeared, just at the edge of my peripheral vision.

I froze -- so far as I knew, I was the only person on the planet. What the . . .?

I rolled onto all fours and looked up.

It was another woman. I knew her. Wanda. She stood four meters further up the beach. She smiled down at me, her brown hair cut short, just like I remembered it. She had on a pair of black short-shorts and a white tank top which hugged her athletic figure. Why hadn't I detected her coming into orbit? I smiled sheepishly at my old friend.

"Nice toy you built for yourself," Wanda said.

"How did you find me, Wanda? I didn't sense your ship coming in."

"One can never be too careful, Rordy. You should know that. Lucky for me I remembered you telling me once that you'd discovered a fantastic piece of beach circling a binary. You even gave me the rough coordinates. I gotta say, you were right -- this really is excellent real estate."

"Just wait until I've finished seeding the tidal regions with xenophytoplankton," I said. "That rust color in the sky will be blue within a thousand years. Then all this place will need are palm trees."

"Sounds perfect," Wanda said, surveying the carbon dioxide horizon.

"Interested in a swim?" I said. I looked down at the blonde I had built, then back up at Wanda. "Sorry I can't offer you equivalent companionship."

"Not a problem. I'm not here to relax. Something has happened, something important. I had to tell you."

"What?" I said.

"There are still people in this galaxy."

"Yeah," I said. "You, me, Ormond, Bana --"

"No, Rordy. I mean real people."

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