Nubern had rushed up to Austin at the end of the night, his face glowing with pride. “You tied the former record. Well done! I always knew you could do this.”
The words echoed in his mind as he strolled the hallways. The lingering doubt in his abilities faded. He was a Star Runner. No, he was a good Star Runner, one of the best. Regardless of the nagging voice inside his head berating him into believing he couldn’t do it, his Rockshot time proved otherwise. He had the ability. He needed to set aside his doubts and let himself go.
Let himself go.
How he wished his father could see him now.
He caught a glimpse of his reflection. A trim frame wrapped inside his Tizona blues stared back. Even though he had the reflection for confirmation, he couldn’t believe it. He really was a Star Runner
