 The Last of Her Kind
Adrienne entered the Astrophysics Lab as quietly as she could, almost feeling like every footstep she made was echoing throughout. She knew this was going to be a long-term assignment, but she wanted to get started on in early, partially to be on top of things and partially because she wanted her pick of the telescopes, which she headed directly towards as soon as she noticed them.
She went for the least rusty-looking one, which still seemed pretty dirty but would probably require less effort to clean. She placed it on the wooden table in front of her and grabbed a cloth to go with it. Then she had to find the cleaning solution. Cleaning solution, cleaning solution, where was the cleaning solution? It took her a moment, but Adrienne noticed a small, dusty bottle of a yellowy liquid next to the lined-up telescopes. That must be it.
The cleaning itself was tedious, and it seemed to be forever later that Adrienne was tapping her fingers against the table, waiting for it to dry, and then (ugh) starting all over again. The grime was just moving around on the scope, and there was no way she’d be able to see through a lens that dusty.
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