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Sunday, September 13, 2015

Somber Flight

It was the quietest flight back. Not a word or sound was uttered. All I could think about was everyone's anger and frustration upon our arrival. We tried our best, but how can you convince a whole building full of people that? They trusted us. We only have one falcon, and it's a falcon we didn't even have to win back. This is practically a joke. Penny can do flights back and forth. That has to be incredibly tiring though. The opening in the clouds came up much faster than I had expected. There was no time to prepare for the inevitable fire storm of obscenities and unpleasantries that awaited us.

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