Little Boy Blue and the Man on the Moon
Max seemed agitated. "It was great seeing you Dad, but I've got to get back to work."
"Sure son. I was so close I just had to swing by. We should have a tennis match sometime. A ship this big you'll get plenty practice in free fall. You might have a chance at beating your old man." He looked around the cabin. "What are you hauling anyway?"
Max looked at his feet as his father checked the itinerary.
"Slaves? There are slaves in the cargo hold?"
Max continued to stare down at his feet.
"My son is a slave trader."
Max seemed agitated. "It was great seeing you Dad, but I've got to get back to work."
"Sure son. I was so close I just had to swing by. We should have a tennis match sometime. A ship this big you'll get plenty practice in free fall. You might have a chance at beating your old man." He looked around the cabin. "What are you hauling anyway?"
Max looked at his feet as his father checked the itinerary.
"Slaves? There are slaves in the cargo hold?"
Max continued to stare down at his feet.
"My son is a slave trader."