That honesty scared me more than a confident yes.
Nora said, “We don’t have to make the same choice.”
Scarlet’s jaw tightened.
“I know.”
“You sound like you don’t.”
“I said I know.”
I looked at the street.
A family crossed between transport lanes.
Two adults.
Three children.
The smallest one carried a stuffed creature with six legs and no visible face.
Home was not a planet.
Not exactly.
It was repetition.
The same streets.
The same voices.
The same stupid cup.
The same person calling every Sunday.
Halor could become that.
Maybe.
If I stayed long enough.
I thought of Zared.
Immediately.
That annoyed me.
“Don’t,” Scarlet said.
“What?”
“Make the decision because of Commander Fluorescent Hair.”
“I wasn’t.”
“You absolutely were.”
“I was thinking.”