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My Mom Flies An Fighter Jet

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shed half a mile from the cabin. Aunt June had an old pickup hidden there beneath a tarp. She threw the keys to Mom. Carter’s locator pinged once, Aunt June said. Before they grabbed him, he triggered an old emergency code. He’s at Raven Mesa.

Mom went still. I thought that facility was sealed.

It was.

What is Raven Mesa, I asked.

Mom opened the truck continue reading …

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