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Borrowed Tides
Paul Levinson
This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this novel are either fictitious or are used
fictitiously.
BORROWED TIDES
Copyright © 2001 by Paul Levinson
All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.
This book is printed on acid-free paper. Edited by David G. Hartwell Design by Heidi Eriksen
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Levinson, Paul.
Borrowed tides / Paul Levinson.—1st ed. . cm.
"A Tom Doherty Associates book." ISBN 0-312-84869-2 1. Interplanetary voyages—Fiction. I. Title.
PS3562.E92165 B67 2001
813'.54—dc21 00-048809
First Edition: March 2001
Printed in the United States of America
0987654321
To Tina, Simon, and Molly
Acknowledgements

I first and foremost thank David G. Hartwell and his associate Jim Minz for their excellent editing of this book, and
my agent, Christopher Lotts, of the Ralph Vicinanza Agency. I also thank Rick Nestler— whom I've never met—but
who wrote a captivating folk song called "River That Flows Both Ways." The title was metaphoric inspiration for the
start of this novel (the song is about the Hudson River), and indeed was too good to pass up as a title for the first
section. I should also thank Betty Radens and the Fieldston Outdoors day camp, where my children, Simon and Molly,
spent many wonderful summers, and at whose singalongs they and then I first heard Rick's song. And speaking of
family, I thank my wife, Tina, and Simon and Molly, who make so many of the good things in my life not only possible
but better. They are the inspiration for good things you may find in this novel about life in the stars....
Contents
1. The River That Flows Both Ways
2. Omega Centauri
3. Vanished Reunions
Epilogue
Part 1

The River That Flows Both Ways
One

The white birches and slender oaks were the corner's last stand. They fell in the
spring of 1964 to bulldozers and brusque men—a construction crew clearing the last of
the lot on Bronx Park East for the high-rise that Aaron Schoenfeld would soon be
inhabiting.
Aaron surveyed the rubble with mixed emotions. His apartment would have a terrace
that jutted way out over the park—"a view straight to the Hudson," his father had been
telling everyone. There would be two bathrooms—no more waiting for his sister to stop