“Sure, we can die here on Earth. We can die in space. Or an advanced, caring, alien world can save us! Fate is the captain of our futures, not the Grim Reaper—yet!” This is the final persuasive argument that Lance Forrester, the celebrated astronaut and scientist says to Sage Saint Charles, a former hometown acquaintance whom he was crazy infatuated with in adolescence. When their lives separated, he piloted a spaceship to Mars and she became a famous actress. Now, decades later, standing in her room at the hospice care facility in West Hollywood, California, he offers her an alternative future.