Entrance to Mattie's Woods

Section Three of Amorella’s non-slanted story.

Three

Monty interrupted his unbroken silence with two words stumbling out unthought, “I’m lost.”

“Pardon?”

He continued, “I think I’m lost. I do not know if I have been orbiting for a year. Instrumentation. It’s all in the instrumentation. I am not sure what a year is relative to where I am.” 

“What system are you from?” she asked with added curiosity.

“A yellow sun, third planet. Water enriched. One moon.”

“Never heard of it.”

He laughed, “Just as well.”

“How do you power your ship?” asked she.

“Quantum - light drive,” said he.

Mattie responded, “We could never make the drive stable. Light is constant but . . . .”

Monty interrupted with an old familiar tune, “Oh dear, what can the matter be?”

Both laughed independently and at the very same time. 

She flashed, “Same wave length.” Again, both laughed.

How can that be, wondered Monty. Here I am pre-sentenced a criminal of first degree. We are from opposite sides of the same galaxy. This woman could be the woman of my dreams and a cold blooded killer.  How absurd.

Mattie settled her mind. Her anger drifted away. This foreign fellow is better than any I’ve met here or from off-planet. Physical attraction, and love is leap of physics, quantum and mechanical, she thought with a radiant suddenness.

The sparkle in her eye. A good sign. It has been a very long time. Or, has it? He beamed and said rashly, “I have made my choice.”

“What choice is that?” she teased.

He smiled with delight, “Love is going to be better on this side of the galaxy.”

She quickly replied calmly and with deliberation, “I can live with that,”

Amorella interrupted, “Humanity is attracted to humanity, it is one of the strongest laws of quantum physics.”

**

So, what do you think, orndorff?

I think the love in the story is only an illusion of like-mindedness. The two are too lonely to reasonably respond to love. I was going to have Monty invite what’s her name up to the ship for dinner. That would be a funnier ending.

It is supposed to be a love story, besides that was already done in one of the Hannibal Lector movies.

I forgot about that.

I gave it a try. No more stories, orndorff.

Light and thought go together in my mind and perhaps there is a connection with quantum physics, but love does not have a constant like light nor does love have a constant like reason.

Yet quantum mechanics appears to hold the nature of the smallest slivers of elements of which the human body is made.

It seems to me that the better we can define the dimensions of the human mind, the better we can understand the human dimensions of reality.

You can apply that statement to the short story.

You are making light of my thoughts, Amorella. And, it is a good inside joke.

Thanks, orndorff. Tomorrow the quantum mechanics of love. Amorella.