The Secrets of Star Whales

The Secrets of Star Whales — page 5
this sneaking around made me feel like like a secret space agent or something Jeez I’d be such a great space agent It took a few minutes to arrive at my destination but I’d already crafted an excuse if confronted our class was learning about starship docking protocols and Mom was supposed to make a presentation Considering she was the lead harbormaster everyone on Azura knew her authority And of course I’d be the one sent to retrieve her It was foolproof Right up until I heard Mom’s voice at the end of the corridor My excuse only worked with someone who wasn’t her She’d pin me in a second I swallowed hard sweat beading on my forehead as I hunted for cover But this wasn’t like the education level There were no conveniently placed plants to hide behind I spun but the elevator was already