Jack of Harts

I chose a fighter pilot long ago. He died five decades before The War, and I swore off pilots for the rest of my life. My entire family joined me, and we picked a new course of more non-combatant positions. I became an accountant, and I loved it. I slew supply discrepancies by day, and played games by night. Then The War came upon us all, Dorothy asked us to come back to the combatant side of the equation. Many of my sisters did as she asked, but I was not so quick. Then one day she approached me with the name of a man she thought I would be good with. After some study, I agreed. He wanted to colonize a new world. To create a new life out there. It was a worthy mission. So I chose to start a new life with him. I have no regretted that choice. – Dawn McDonnell.