In Kingston, Jamaica, survivors of the Phobos incident, each in deep mourning, want to go into their memory and recall experiences that will comfort them.
A dreamguide prepare the table, the party sitting in a ring, that will allow communication.

The four people hold each other hand in the sitting ring and let the muon receptor field begin operation to gather memories. After it is finished the dreamguide operate a muon high powered field emitter.
The first in the party experience a memory is Louisa Schwartz, head of Xu-Ali department of labor creation, she started as a designer of electrical interfaces in the cognitive sub department. XU-Ali operate the second most mines in the Jupiter moon belt.
She sees nothing but hears her mother, she is in pain, not that of a knife but a pain she she wants to go through. Then Louisa feels soft hands massaging her. But they feel far away. Louisa realizes she is experiencing her father’s gentle touch through her mother. She touches her temples, remembering her father acting the same as he ventured with the other workers into the Phobos mines. She cries and enjoys her father’s love even before she could breath on her own.

Hakiminho Wong-Blue Feather need no introduction to those who follow the Solar Gambling Hub at Titan, of Saturn, know he runs the largest tables. Starting as a trader, he was one of the first traders to give Unofficials the opportunity to trade and thus with increased volume he started to dominate gambling markets.
He actually see his father, holding his little hand, telling him everything will be alright, the pain of that time he ignores now, focusing on his father, who was consumed by the fires in the operational quarter after the mine imploded. He was on his way to Olympus Mons to visit his grandmother, seeing the fire in space. He smiles thinking of his father’s gentle touch, his comforting when he felt sad.

Shahare is the lead lawyer of the naturalists movement, who in solar year 2173 of the Statian Clock , under her guidance , won the right of the Naturalists to be born, live, or die in an isolated communities absent technology or external cultural guidelines, and she was able to succeed absent a religious cultural background for the Naturalists.
She feel a gentle tickle at her side and let out a laugh. She place her hand over her mouth, startled in the rare feeling. She begin to laugh more and more, being constantly tickled by her father. She sighed a release of stress. She remember the message on earth telling her family that her father died in the promenade preparing for his comedy show, for guests. But her father’s tickles continue and she curl up holding herself laughing while being massaged by the happiness of tickles.

Mike Thompson is the owner of the Lunar Grand Prix, where Michelle Hamilton while two month pregnant became Formula Zero Solar Champion winning the Lunar grand prix in a head to head last lap against Kamikaze Withers Chauntesielle, every one knows no circuit is as exciting as the Lunar circuit.
She remember a vacation to Earth where her father, played with her in the museum of playgrounds. He always supported her athletics, calling her iron mike. She will do anything to be lifted in the air by him again. She remembers when he will no longer be able to, after debris from Phobos fell to Mars. He was teaching a class of free Unofficials when the debris hit the southern hemisphere over the course of a martian day. Few survived, her father wasn’t one of them and she remember, biting her lip, learning this after winning a lunar track meet. Now, all she wanted was to catch her as she jumped off a bar or some height, just making her feel like she can fly with no worries. She meditate on the scene in her mind, hoping to never let it go again, and make sure she give it to his grandchildren.

And the members on their own time, left the dreamguide’s table and went on their own way in life.
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It is afternoon, a day on earth, a black woman sit in solace; Kalima look toward her photo of a prior penumbral eclipse, made in a roadtrip across the usa.
She continue to ignore the yells from her sanguine downstairs; they are ready to go to the July 4th Fireworks parade.
“COME ON!!!… I know you can hear me K! We are now in phase three and I want us to enjoy being outside, none of us have been out in months! PLEASE!”
Kalima lay back on her bed and put on a video online.
She can hear shuffling feet leaving the front door of the brownstone while she watch. She whisper: “see you soon” and continue to watch.
At the end of the video she sit at her writing desk and take out paper and pencil and ruler; she compose a poem using looped cursive penpersonship on clear paper using the ruler she crafted as a guidetool.
A male red winged blackbird sitting on a tree branch outside watch Kalima and see the following on the page, Kalima finished.
I know I’m free, while in an unfree place
To live in a free place… I must rally
Against Time’s steady pace, mortality
What certainty? The best finishing place
Choices I see? Bliss be the unfree place
Bliss out the unfree place, which choice is me?
History state no case… I must rally
Blind gamblin’ me, both length may eat my race
A bird yell free! I wingless… stall my race
Wait in the unfree place, one day for me
I see Time with it’s pace, safe while I see
I will rally, to live in a free place
The small uncaged passerine fly away, singing. Kalima look to the window and go to her bed, and lay thinking, and sleeping.
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A gentle nudge and a wet kiss on the cheek, wake Kalima up, from a figure unknown of body while familiar in voice.
“Come on K, we are all back now, we want to tell you about our trip, especially little Bee”
“Oh, hey Ma”
Kalima plus her mother embrace.
“Here is some chocolate bars, colored like the flag, I know! but Mister Mohammed made them and I know you support Black business”
Kalima took a whiff of the chocolate, and smiled with yummies.
Her mother pass her a photo of the clan, taken by uncle george.
And, Kalima’s mother pass Kalima another of a firework by uncle george.
Kalima’s mother continue: “Fun…We will meet you downstairs and you can tell us about tonights eclipse ok”
“It’s late, little Bee will want to stay up, so we need to get the hammock out for him”
“ok”: Kalima’s mother leave, and Kalima look to the moon.
Kalima place her chocolate in her minifridge and open her door to the sound of laughter and joy. She smile in the night, for another day.
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