“Mr. Bittering wanted to move to Mars so he bought tickets for his entire family and then they changed into Martians.”
When you accept change, you can truly be happy.
It always seems impossible until itś done.
“The wind blew as if to flake away their identities.”Once Harry accepted that Mars was changing his identity.He was happy.
Mr.bittering hesitated and then raised the mirror to his face. There were little very dim flecks of gold captured in the blue of his eyes.“
As long as the rocket had spun a sliver web across space he had been able to accept mars.For he had always told himself:Tomorrow if I want I can buy a ticket and go back to earth.but now the web gone the rockets lying in jigsaw heaps of molten girder and unsnaked wire.