A voice from the intercom broke over the conversation. "The gangway has been cleared. Boarding is now starting."
"I have to go," Nickolai said. Tears were forming in his eyes. "I really have to go," he repeated.
"Give her a hug goodbye, then," Shardik said gently.
Nickolai looked down at Jofuran, who had tears to match his. "Goodbye, Kolya."
"I'll be back," he whispered as he hugged her close.
"I love you."
"I love you. Oh, God, how I love you." The universe seemed to hold still as they held each other. Then slowly, it came to speed as they tore apart from each other.
"Goodbye," she whispered.
He smiled through his tears, and an old line went through his mind. He formed his thumb and forefinger in a circle, held it to his eye and tipped it away. "Be seeing you," he shouted as he walked backwards towards the gangway, crying. The crowd pressed in and closed around him, and he couldn't see the six people he was leaving behind, especially the one.
-- "Travellogue, Day 12" The Journal Entries of Kennet R'yal Shardik, et. al., And Related Tales are (c) 1989, 1992 Elf Matheiu Sternberg. May be freely distributed by cybernetic media; hardcopies are limited to single printings for personal use. -- elf@halcyon.com (Elf Sternberg)