Depois de algumas escavações profundas eu encontrei. É um conto do escritor de ficção científica russo Victor Kolupaev chamado Por amor à Terra . Eu vi apenas uma tradução em inglês - em uma coleção de balanço do Hermit .
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A dazzling blue light flared on the 3-D television wall for an instant, flickered, and, spreading out slowly, filled the room. Espas settled down a bit more comfortably in a deep, leather armchair and stretched his legs. He always enjoyed watching the latest news. Holographic images transported him to the four corners of the Earth, to the depths of oceans and into endless Space. He felt himself a participant in events that he could never really be a part of.
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All has seen Earth again, all except Verona….
“Verona,” said Roid, “tomorrow we’re sending you down for a week. You will see Earth.”
But the following day they missed the region where wave guides former. Verona did not see Earth, but she took it very well. Her cremates hardly knew what to say to her. Then Roid went over to her and kissed her.
“This kiss is from your mother,” he said.
For this he had flown to the Apennines.
Prometheus sped on towards Blue Star.