Kyle Blueman looked up at the midnight sky as it twinkled above him. Why Mum, why Dad? His heart shrieked.
"Kyle?" Hannah Colley came up beside him. "Are you alright?"
"Hey Hannah." Kyle glanced at her. The moon reflected off of her thoroughly brushed hair. "You look good tonight, are you going somewhere or something?"
Hannah was silent for a few moments, shivering in the January air and rubbing her tan arms. "Kyle, I m going on a mission. I just got put in it. I leave in two days."
Kyle s mind blanked. "Two days?" Hannah nodded, gauging his reaction. "That's not long Hannah."
"I know Kyle." She whispered. "And I...I m terrified." The frightened tears began to pool around her eyes. The liquid emerald in her eyes mirrored only deadening fear. Without another thought, Kyle took her hand in his.
"Look at me Hannah." He turned her head to look at him. "Hannah , you helped me through basic training. You were everyone's rock. You were never scared. You never showed weakness. You re the best 10 year old agent the organization's ever seen."
"Kyle, that's just it: I'm only 10 years old. How can they expect me to go do this?" The tears fell steadily now.
"You re one of the smartest kids this organization has ever had. Your IQ literally proves it. Hannah , what s gotten into you?" She looked down at him (he was about three inches shorter than her), eyes curiously sad.
"Kyle , I--"
"Hannah , can you come here?" Zara Asker called from the door. "It's important." Hannah gazed at Kyle thoughtfully for a minute before replying, "Sure Zara. I ll talk to you later Kyle."
"Hannah ..." Kyle said as she left him. All he could remember was the burning in her teary eyes before Zara called her away. Something was up, and he was going to find out.
