A Million Suns
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“I don’t remember,” I say with a dry laugh. “I was too busy trying not to get killed.”
“Well, whatever it was—you were right.” His hand rests over the autopilot launch button.
“Ready?” he asks.
“Ready.”
“I don’t remember,” I say with a dry laugh. “I was too busy trying not to get killed.”
“Well, whatever it was—you were right.” His hand rests over the autopilot launch button.
“Ready?” he asks.
“Ready.”