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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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