"I don't see what you're so worried about, Bim. It's not like you won't have any contact with him," Said Jicc. Jicc was Bim's best friend. "You don't get it. And anyway, you know that the signal only reaches up to ten thousand fimpars away."
"Okay, so you don't get vid. That doesn't mean you can't talk to him. Voice signals go all over the universe," Jicc reasoned. "You don't get it. He left, without saying good-bye to me. Even when he had to leave before, he always, always, said good-bye."
Both boys were silent for a moment, thinking it over. Jicc was the first to speak. "Maybe he planned to call and say good-bye?"
"I don't think so. I happen to know he got a shuttle with a telephone. He could've called on his way there, and he didn't. He would've if that's what he intended." "I give up. He didn't say good-bye, he probably won't, I don't know why. I'm sorry, Bim," Jicc said.
That night, Bim lay in the small field behind his house and stared up at the sky. In the distance, he could see a small blue speck that he knew was Stilarr. That's where Dad's going, he thought. But he won't be there for long.
The longer he stared at it, the more sure he was that he could see even smaller specks of green actually on the blue one. Was it possible that there was land on that distant world? Were the scientists wrong when they assumed it was all water? Maybe there were land creatures there, too. Maybe they had red skin, just like he had blue, and the people of his current home had green. Or maybe they had yellow skin, like the people on Tilk. Maybe their fingers had suction cups at the end. Or did they have fingers at all?
None of this was helping him. He could wonder all he wanted, but it wouldn't bring his father back home. Home. The word rang in his head. Did he have a home? Yes. His home was where his family was, together. It wasn't home without his father.
He knew he couldn't talk his father into coming home; he went wherever his boss sent him. But what if he could get his boss to bring him back? Hmm...