I’m walking around the city with My Uncle Nate. I hadn’t seen him since I was sixteen and leaving for Coruscant to start my training to be Jedi. So we needed some reconnecting. Nate’s holding my hand so I know we’re still close like before. We just hadn’t seen each other in so long.The mix of wind and tiny snow flakes cuts at my skin like a letter opener.
“The council says we’re looking for a Sith Lord.” Nate exclaims. He hasn’t changed much.
I nod. “That’s right.”
“General Grievous…. Sound familiar to you?”
“Does he ever? The dude is psycho I tell ya. My roommate, Anakin and my Master Obi-Wan Kenobi had to deal with him when the war first started. Things got pretty bad.” I say.
We sit down outside the Starbuck’s with cocoa. The hot taste of the cream and chocolate is soothing, even if I burn my tongue.
“And I’m helping you with this why?” Nate asks raising an eyebrow.
“Because…” I begin forgetting the reason. I shouldn’t have been doodling in that class.
I finally remember. “You have one of the greatest ships in the galaxy right now! Apparently you know what you’re doing.”
I stand throwing away my cup. I slip my hands into my pockets trying to take away the sting the weather was giving them.
I walk toward my hotel.
“I’m gonna go.” I tell Nate as we both turn our separate ways. He waves goodbye and I walk into the warm hotel.
I open the door to my room to see an old face.
“JAMIN!?” I shout.
To be continued…
