CHAPTER 57
June 13, 2100 (Earth/Proxima timeline)
Proxima b, aka Fintidier
“There have been three pregnancies, including mine.” Chloe rubbed her stomach, which was just now starting to bulge. “None of them cross-breeding with the Fintidierians, although I suspect that is coming before long. Several of the crew have been getting very cozy with the locals that have started extended stays here.”
“What does Samari think about it?” Dr. Thomaskutty sipped at a glass of the newly minted wine that Dr. Zimmerman was so proud of.
“Well, Sindi, it is what she wanted for her birthday.” Chloe smiled at Roy across the room as he lit the candles on Samari’s cake. There were seven even though Samari had insisted that she was ten. “But the fact that, so far, all the pregnancies are boys . . . well . . . not a big sample space but the odds are starting to be suspicious.”
“Yes. Dr. Kopylova and I have each seen two miscarriages. I don’t recall the last time I even heard of a miscarriage on Earth. What if they were female?” Dr. Thomaskutty said with an ominous tone. “What if?”
“‘What if’ is right.”