Regret (12 page)

“Dad, you gave me permission to
fly
at night.” My voice verged on panic, but Gunner had to be right behind me, and he didn’t need to get caught mere hours before reporting for his training. And Trek and the other Insiders … our last unknown location was now known.

With my cache off and my dad blocking my only exit, I gathered my raging emotions and tightened them so he couldn’t read how I felt.

“Yes, you and your flying.” Dad pinched his lips together in a way that screamed disapproval. He looked at the ground, searching for something. “Well, where’s your board?”

Damn.

elana johnson
wishes she could experience her first kiss again, tell the mean girl where to go, and have cool superpowers. To fulfill her desires, she writes young adult science fiction and fantasy. She lives in central Utah, where she spends her time with many students, one husband, and two kids. Find out more at elanajohnson.com.