They enjoyed the view from the deck of the yacht just like the other families who were visiting the summer resort that week. Jim held his little granddaughter in his arms and they admired the moon together.
“Moon, Gampa! Moon!”
“That’s right, Danielle. It’s the Moon. Someday maybe you can live up there.”
“You’ll just confuse her, Dad.”
“Well maybe, son. But what about you, Landon?” He looked down at his eight-year-old grandson. “Would you like to live on the Moon someday?”
“I don’t know, Grandpa. People haven’t even walked on the Moon since 1972.”