October 16th, 2033
I said my goodbyes before the sun came up and I’m heading back to the coast. I hadn’t planned on leaving so soon, but with a storm on the way I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to put some miles under my belt while the skies were free of warbirds.
At least, that’s what I told everybody.
The truth of the matter is I felt like I was becoming an imposition, – another mouth to feed, and with the Threak out beating the bush for me, I was a liability as well. As long as I was under their roof, they were in danger, and although neither Dan, nor Maureen would’ve ever told me so, I knew it was true. I had to go.
I’m forever in their debt.