Ray Bradbury Fullscreen The Martian Chronicles (1950)

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He gave her a rough pat.

“Too much work lately.

I’m sorry.

I think I’ll lie down awhile — ”

“You were so excited.”

“I’m all right now.

Fine.”

He exhaled.

“Let’s forget it.

Say, I heard a joke about Uel yesterday, I meant to tell you.

What do you say you fix breakfast, I’ll tell the joke, and let’s not talk about all this.”

“It was only a dream.”

“Of course,” He kissed her cheek mechanically.

“Only a dream.”

At noon the sun was high and hot and the hills shimmered in the light.

“Aren’t you going to town?” asked Ylla.

“Town?” he raised his brows faintly.

“This is the day you always go.”

She adjusted a flower cage on its pedestal.

The flowers stirred, opening their hungry yellow mouths.

He closed his book.

“No.

It’s too hot, and it’s late.”

“Oh.”

She finished her task and moved toward the door.

“Well, I’ll be back soon.”

“Wait a minute!

Where are you going?”

She was in the door swiftly.

“Over to Pao’s.

She invited me!”

“Today?”

“I haven’t seen her in a long time.

It’s only a little way.”

“Over in Green Valley, isn’t it?”

“Yes, just a walk, not far, I thought I’d — ” She hurried.

“I’m sorry, really sorry,” he said, running to fetch her back, looking very concerned about his forgetfulness.

“It slipped my mind. I invited Dr. Nlle out this afternoon.”

“Dr. Nile!”

She edged toward the door.

He caught her elbow and drew her steadily in.

“Yes.”

“But Pao — ”

“Pan can wait, Ylla.

We must entertain Nile.”

“Just for a few minutes — ”

“No, Ylla.”

“No?”

He shook his head.

“No.