Grueling Schedule
The general set a grueling schedule for the next few days, driving the entire team to exhaustion. I watched my father collapse on a cot in the corner every night and found myself worrying sick about Abigail.
Whether Dad's fears were grounded in fact or not, I didn't manifest any other powers. Neither did I get to see or talk to Abigail. Every time I was allowed to call the house she didn't answer the phone. Feeling sorry for myself despite the promise I'd made, I devolved into a cranky, petulant brat who more often than not refused to participate in my tests until my father threw up his hands and stalked off.
I tried to make some friends with the younger soldiers in the first couple of days, but no luck. I guess my unusual talents made connecting with other people as u
