"Vukcevich-GiantSteps" - читать интересную книгу автора (Vukcevich Ray)

valley. The empty red rolling vista went on and on forever. Red sand beneath
their boots. Red dust blowing everywhere. Funny looking daytime sky. No bushes.
No birds.

"So much room!" Kim stretched out her arms and skipped around in a circle.

"Where are we?" Nancy shouted through her helmet.

"Mars, I think," Gregory said. "Well, I hope the implosion at least knocked the
cop over."

"Maybe you convinced him," Nancy said. "Maybe he's realized that all motion is
impossible and he's just sitting there with that silly stick of his. In any
case, you can see I was right. Idealism wins the day."

"Materialism," Gregory said. "The evidence is clear."

"You're both wrong," Kim cried. "I did it!"

Gregory grabbed her shoulders and stopped her dancing. He bent over her and
touched his faceplate to hers.

Nancy leaned in, helmet to helmet, too. "And just how did you do that, young
lady?"

"Yes tell us," Gregory said.

"I wish I may, I wish I might," Kim said.