My Sister Builds Spaceships and Sent Richard Branson to Space
And I still don’t know what to do with my life
For as long as I can remember, I’ve associated my sister with space. When I was 6, and they were 10, we would huddle over The Big Book of Space on our bedroom floor.
“Ooh, look at that!” I’d say, pointing at the swirls of color around Jupiter’s Red Spot. My…