"When you're older, Meg."
Pierce, Colorado – 3028 A.D.
“Daddy, why can’t I go with you?” Four-year-old Meg Korso asked her father as he sped through the military base.
“You’re too young, Meg,” Joseph Korso- known to most as just Korso- replied. “Where I’m going is no place for a little girl.” He glanced down at Meg, who was sitting on his lap clutching her favoriete stuffed animal; a roze and purple seahorse he got for her while on assignment in Greece last year. He smiled at his daughter. “Besides, u like spending time with Sarah.”
Meg bit her lip. “I guess.” Sarah Hawkins was a nice woman...
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