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Hi reader - I can scarcely believe that what began as a week-long series has reached one hundred chapters. I wanted to let you know that you did this, not me, because you encouraged this story to be told. Thank you to all readers, and I hope you continue enjoying the story.
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Our wedding suddenly felt much more real when our helicopter lifted off from Nuuk International Airport, Greenland. The private jet that brought us quickly departed to fetch more family and friends, but as we transferred from one aircraft to another, I felt guilty about the inconvenience I had caused so many guests.
I’d become detached from some features of wedding planning because of our traveling and distance from Planet Nine, but now, as we skimmed over the jagged granite peaks of Greenland and its snowy wasteland, my heart raced like a wolf on the hunt.
I glanced frequently at my groom in the seat next to me, clenching his hand tightly, enjoying his excitement as we closed in on Planet Nine. We enjoyed rare blue skies and calm seas, perfect conditions for our big day, albeit temperatures had plunged below zero.
As I looked down at a massive swathe of water that cleaved the land mass and saw floating ice, I tapped Victor on the hand and pointed to a dozen or more Inuit people traveling in a skidoo convoy toward a village of brightly colored wooden buildings.
“Do you see them, Victor?”
“Yes. The houses are so vividly colored.”
“Oranges, reds, blues, and greens. I imagine it brightens their lives when the nights drag on.”
“In the old days, red buildings signified churches, schools, teachers’ or ministers’ houses. Yellow colors were assigned to hospitals, doctors, and health care personnel. Green was at first the symbol for radio communication and later became the colour for telecommunications. The color blue was often reserved for fish factories, and police stations were black.”