Skeeter bit her lip as she walked down the narrow, dark alley. This is where Artemis said she could get the new navigation module. At least, she thought it was where he said she could get it. Was it level one or eleven? God, she sucked when it came to remembering numbers and stuff like that.
I should have just told Daddy I’m not a good pilot, she thought. I should have just told him I wanted to be an artist.
Instead, she had been too afraid of disappointing him. She really wanted to make him proud of her. If she could only be good at something. She was horrible at maiming and dismemberment. She fainted at the first sign of blood!
She was horrible with numbers and could barely keep track of the balance of credits in her account. She had made a mess when she had tried to work in the firm.
