Enders In Exile

in that
colony. A fine young man with prospects."
    "I believe there will,"
said Alessandra. "And I know he'll adore my happy, crazy mother. And my
wonderful mother will love him too."
    And then silence.
    It was unbearably hot
inside the flat. Even with the windows open, the air wasn't stirring so
there was no relief for it. Alessandra lay on the sofa in her
underwear, wishing the upholstery weren't so soft and clinging. She lay
on the floor, thinking that maybe the air was a tiny bit cooler there
because hot air rises. Only the hot air in the flat below must be
rising and heating the floor so it didn't help, and the floor was too
hard.
    Or maybe it wasn't,
because the next morning she woke up on the floor and there was a
breath of a breeze coming in off the Adriatic and Mother was frying
something in the kitchen.
    "Where did you get
eggs?" asked Alessandra after she came back from the toilet.
    "I begged," said Mother.
    "One of the neighbors?"
    "A couple of the
neighbors' chickens," said Mother.
    "No one saw you?"
    "No one stopped me,
whether they saw me or not."
    Alessandra laughed and
hugged her. She went to school and this time was not too proud to eat
the charity lunch, because she thought: My mother paid for this food
for me.
    That night there was
food on the table, and not just food, but fish and sauce and fresh
vegetables. So Mother must have turned in the final papers and received
the signing bonus. They were going.
    Mother was scrupulous.
She took Alessandra with her when she went to both of the neighbors'
houses where chickens were kept, and thanked them for not calling the
police on her, and paid them for the eggs she had taken. They tried to
refuse, but she insisted that she could not leave town with such a debt
unpaid, that their kindness was still counted for them in heaven, and
there was kissing and crying and Mother walked, not in her pretend
fairy way, but light of step, a woman who has had a burden taken from
her shoulders.
    Two weeks later,
Alessandra was on the net at school and she learned
something that made her gasp out loud, right there in the library, so
that several people rushed toward her and she had to flick to another
view and then they were all sure she had been looking at pornography
but she didn't care, she couldn't wait to get home and tell Mother the
news.
    "Do you know who the
governor of our colony is going to be?"
    Mother did not know.
"Does it matter? He'll be an old fat man. Or a bold adventurer."
    "What if it's not a man
at all? What if it's a boy, a mere boy of thirteen or fourteen, a boy
so brilliantly smart and good that he saved the human race?"
    "What are you saying?"
    "They've announced the
crew of our colony ship. The pilot of the ship will be Mazer Rackham,
and the governor of the colony will be Ender Wiggin."
    Now it was Mother's
turn to gasp. "A boy? They make a
boy
the
governor?"
    "He commanded the fleet
in the war, he can certainly govern a colony," said Alessandra.
    "A boy. A little boy."
    "Not so little. My age."
    Mother turned to her.
"What, you're so big?"
    "I'm big enough, you
know. As you said—of childbearing age!"
    Mother's face turned
reflective. "And the same age as Ender Wiggin."
    Alessandra felt her
face turning red. "Mother! Don't think what I know you're thinking!"
    "And why not think it?
He'll have to marry somebody on that distant lonely world. Why not
you?" Then Mother's face also turned red and she fluttered her hands
against her cheeks. "Oh, oh, Alessandra, I was so afraid to tell you,
and now I'm glad, and you'll be glad!"
    "Tell me what?"
    "You know how we
decided to sleep through the voyage? Well, I got to the office to turn
in the paper, but I saw that I had accidentally checked the other box,
to stay awake and study and be in the first wave of colonists. And I
thought, What if they don't let me change the paper? And I decided,
I'll make them change it! But when I sat there with the woman I became
afraid
and I didn't even mention it, I just turned it in like a coward. But
now I see I wasn't a coward, it was God guiding my hand, it truly was.
Because now you'll be awake through the whole voyage. How many
fourteen-year-olds will there be on the ship, awake? You and Ender,
that's what I think. The two of you."
    "He's not going to fall
in love with a stupid girl like me."
    "You get very good
grades and besides, a smart boy isn't looking for a girl who is even
smarter, he's looking for a girl who will love him. He's a soldier who
will never come