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Facing the Future

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“You know,” Maggie said as she stood looking out over Rylos. “High school didn’t exactly prepare me for this.”

“High school didn’t prepare me for being a Starfighter,” Alex said, coming up behind to wrap his arms around her waist. “But I figured it out.”

“But what can I do here, Alex? Besides that,” she added when he waggled his eyebrows. He grinned, but then sobered.

“I don’t know, Maggie. I need you here, but... well, if you really want to go home...”

She shook her head, and turned to kiss him. “It’s like you said. I’ll figure it out.”