Willow hated meetings with the top brass. What’s more she seemed to be having a lot of meetings with said top brass since she took command of the Ogawa. The last one had delivered Jarvis into her lap…the one before that had been a reprimand for the siuation they had found themselves. The time before that…well they hadnt been impressed. And now? Now…she sighed deeply as she turned her head to look our of the observation window at the mess that was her ship. Now didnt look like it was going to be any better.

She drank deeply from the thermos mug of tea she held and waited for Dira to arrive. They still had some 20 minutes before the sheduled meeting and the observation point that she had messaged to meet at after their discussion the night before was less than 3 mins away from the office.

She sipped her tea and pondered two things. How had her life taken her here and, for the first time, if she had made a mistake leaving earth…leaving Doug. Her thoughts lingered on him a moment, missing his voice. The smell of his neck when he hugged her, the way his hair stuck up when he woke up in the mornings, the way his....

”…stop it.” She told herself firmly, aloud. Her short red hair bobbing as she shook her head as if to clear it.

Willow Taylor
CO