At first, Clara did not recognize the man who emerged from Mother Alden's hallway minutes later. In place of the dusty cowboy, there now stood (leaning a little to one side) a fresh, clean-shaven young man with a well-formed jawline and tousled brown hair still damp from the shower. In place of the torn shirt and dirty jeans, he now wore a clean navy blue shirt which stretched pleasantly across his chest and contrasted nicely with his dun-colored trousers. And his eyes – gray as the ocean, penetrating, and heavily lashed – made Clara's insides flutter.
The original colonists must have wanted a fresh start or a fresh stop perhaps from some dangerous, unhealthy, unloving social/emotional constructs? Clara has a fresh experience of being grateful or happy that Aarick is alive where earth would’ve killed him. ”Who am I,really? And why am I here?”
The suspense is building with more and more questions. I like the challenge to ask bigger questions. Hmmmm.
The original colonists must have wanted a fresh start or a fresh stop perhaps from some dangerous, unhealthy, unloving social/emotional constructs? Clara has a fresh experience of being grateful or happy that Aarick is alive where earth would’ve killed him. ”Who am I,really? And why am I here?”
I am enjoying your story!