I reminded myself to tell Blythe not to even attempt a mind wipe here. Lord only knew what it might do to Bob after this much magic. I wasn’t even going to risk Ryan’s magic rose lip balm stuff.
Would she forever be a free spirit or would she eventually grow up, don a suit, and become some big-wig corporate CEO?Try as I might, I couldn’t visualize my daughter in an office with a demanding laptop. I saw her as a marine biologist, hair as white as Estelle’s as she tagged dolphins and tracked whales.
She was a daughter of the wild not a child of skyscrapers.But that didn’t matter because this was our home now.We tried to fit in. We really did.
We went out with Madi and some of her friends.We did our best to introduce Coco to new things, even though she wailed with frustration.
We still hadn’t found a house, but strangely, we didn’t care.
Coco preferred to spend every waking minute on the beach and sometimes insisted we camp out beneath the moon.Please forgive me. Maybe one day. Just not now.
Now I was back aboard the Athena.Two weeks and three days and two hours. That was how long it had been since I’d set eyes on Landon. I was exceptionally proud of those two hours since we’d been back on board. I’d barred him from our room, which I knew could only last temporarily with all the Renegades running around.
See Leah yet? Penna asked, flipping through my adoption file and glancing at her laptop screen.No, she flew back with Wilder, I said, fidgeting with my highlighter. I hadn’t talked to my best friend since that night in Tahoe, which was killing me. See any of the others yet?