Chapter 11 - My Mother Returned to the Cockpit One Last Time—And Took Me With HerA year later, Mom had a surprise.

She took me to an air base.
I thought we were just visiting.
Then she handed me a helmet.
I stared at her.
“What is this?”
“Put it on.”
“Why?”
She smiled.
“Because you're coming with me.”
I couldn't believe it.
I wasn't flying the aircraft.
But I was allowed to sit in the simulator.
She showed me what she saw.
The radar.
The controls.
The communication system.
The enormous responsibility.
I finally understood why she never bragged.
Flying a fighter wasn't about looking powerful.
It was about making decisions when mistakes could cost lives.
When the simulator ended, Mom looked at me.
“Well?”
I grinned.
“Terrifying.”
She laughed.
“Good.”
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“Why good?”
“Because fear keeps you careful.”
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