King Of The Universe

Chapter 1
Celestial Heights

Jason Goodall reached up, and preemptively shut off the clock alarm.  He didn’t want it to rudely awaken his wife from her deep sleep.  Besides, his biological settings were just as dependable—far more pleasing to his own senses.  Athletically, he rolled out of bed, and onto his feet.

“I love you my darling,” he gently whispered.  “Mmmm,” Heather purred, as she reached her arms out to embrace him.

“Be careful up there . . .. Alana and I will see you off,” she said faintly, with her eyes still closed.

Jason gently pulled the covers up to her neck, and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.  It had been a night filled with passionate lovemaking—a ritual before any dangerous mission he was about to embark on.  Clad only in his boxer shorts, he entered his daughter’s bedroom.

“And you my precious . . . for you a sweet spot kiss from daddy,” he said, as he placed his lips to her temple.

Then Jason just stared at her—around the room he gazed, his eyes finally rested momentarily on the mezuzah nailed to the door jam. Deja vu, he thought. Urgently, Jason snapped out of the trance. He had to report in by 11:00A.M., to his commanding officer at Cape Canaveral.  Within fifteen minutes, he showered, dressed,