The Earth still looked beautiful from the moon.  Kari stood on the lunar surface and stared up at it.  She started to run, accelerating in long bounding jumps.  It wasn’t hard in the low gravity, even at her age.  When she was going as fast and jumping as high as she could, she looked up again.

For a second, she felt like she was flying back home.

She landed and crumpled to her knees.  She waited till the moon turned away from the sun and her beloved home.  Every other year, she’s gotten up and trudged back to the underground living complex where her family waited.  But not this year.  She was the last one who remembered Earth, and she was tired of waiting to go back home.