My Mom Flies An Fighter Jet

Bring him to the cockpit, Rachel. Or I lift the aircraft and let the unstable field burn through everything in this facility.

Aunt June cursed over the radio. He’s not bluffing. The field is overloading.

Mom looked at the aircraft, then at me. For the first time, she looked truly afraid.

I understood then what courage was. It was not standing on a stage continue reading …