Space-suited on the hull of the ship, Ginny repressed a snort. Her ex-husband, Thomas, had finally replaced some items on her tool belt, before following her out the hatch. At least he was trying to win her back. It was almost enough.
“Long-handled spanner?” she asked.
Thomas shrugged, spinning goofily on his tether, almost adorable.
Ginny gripped the shorter wrench, unleashed her tether, floated the few inches to the repair job.
The reluctant bolt loosened, drifted away. She grabbed, twisted, eye caught by Thomas’ antics. Momentum took over, she sailed off. Thomas shot her a short safety line. Almost enough.
Author’s Note: I’ve found that some people will always let you down. And you have to learn to let go. Or not.
