10 Chapter 10

Suddenly, upon hearing their names, Miss Voom’s hands again went up in prayer.

Dara yelled from behind me, “They’re doing that back here, too, Creature.”

I nodded. “Those are coordinates there,” I said, pointing to the screen. “The very last ones.”

“The first ones,” she corrected me. “From the beginning.”

I didn’t argue. By then, it seemed pointless. “So if this plane can only go from Utah to New York and back again, and you’ve never been to Utah before . . .”

“No fucking way!” hollered Dara.

“Way,” I uttered, if just barely. Then I tapped VaVa on the shoulder. “So, just to clarify, this is the first time you’ve ever flown this plane?”

She looked up and smiled. “Any plane. Seeing as this is the only one.”

Hard as it was, I managed to take a seat next to her, then once again buckled myself in. Tight. “So you’ve been trained to fly, but never flown.”

She nodded. “As was my mother before me and hers before her—”

“Back to the beginning,” I interrupted.