 Why did Maggie not travel with her husband, Jacob, while on his missions?
A Coffin for Jacob By EDWARD W. LUDWIG Illustrated by EMSH With never a moment to rest, the pursuit through space felt like a game of hounds and hares ... or was it follow the leader? It had begun a week ago in Luna City. At fourteen, he'd converted an abandoned shed on the government boarding-school grounds to a retreat which housed his collection of astronomy and rocketry books. At sixteen, he'd spent every weekend holiday hitchhiking from Boys Town No. 5 in the Catskills to Long Island Spaceport. Under interplanetary law, that would mean ten years in prison and a dishonorable discharge. Or— There were old wives' tales of a group of renegade spacemen who operated from the Solar System's frontiers.
 Jacob didn't think women should be in unexplored space.
 Jacob didn't think women should be in unexplored space.  She feared space exploration.  She was to be searching for an astrogator.  Maggie didn't think women should be in unexplored space.