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8.2 The Air Tournament
Morning came bright and sunny. I woke up too late to join the others for breakfast, but Bea assured me there was nothing to worry about. According to her, everyone was pretending I hadn't dramatically walked out of the dining room after a short, emotional outburst that would have gotten me a scolding if Grandma Susana had been present. In fact, no one seemed to want to talk about Dad's decision to retire and work with the AG, or my decision to...well, I actually hadn't decided yet.
That talk with Dad hit me harder than I thought it would. Maybe it's because ever since meeting Madam Josefa, I had been thinking about my current situation from different perspectives: the perspective of my family, for one, and the perspective of the Tower, for another.
In all honesty, I wouldn't be having this problem at all if I hadn't been a Vega. The TWMO has full authority when it comes to the Gifted--from evaluating and training them, to policing and de
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"Alisa?" Bea asked, alarmed at the expression on my face. "What's wrong?""Are you alright? I'll call someone to clean the broken glass--"Aisha stood up and moved towards the intercom, but I grabbed her wrist."No! Call the Guard! It's an emergency!""What? What are you talking about?""The Anomaly Guard! There's a Breach right above the island and the Anomalies are coming--""What do you mean, Anomalies?" Aisha asked."That's impossible, Ali. There's no Fault Line anywhere near here--""It's a new Breach! I felt it, it's right above the island--" I pointed behind me, to the east. "--just above Colin's route, and there are dozens of them. I'm not kidding around, Aisha--call the Guard NOW!"Eyes wide at my outburst, Aisha dialed the AG hotline on her holo screen. I could understand her surprise. I rarely raised my voice at anyone. But when I do
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“Perhaps. Or perhaps not,” Madam Josefa said calmly. She poured herself a glass of sparkly green wine, plucked a sliced lemon from the fruit platter, and plopped it into her drink. I am amazed at how unaffected she appeared, considering the turmoil of emotions beneath this facade. She obviously had years of practice pretending to be okay when things were not. “If things were completely hopeless, I wouldn’t have asked you that question earlier.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I answered, maybe a bit defensively.
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