Chapter Sixteen: Dreams
"Kendra, do you think we will ever have peace?"
"What do you mean, Keith?"
"I mean, do you think we will be able to stop fighting?"
"One day, maybe. War has to end sometime. I doubt anyone will remember one hundred years into the future why we are fighting now."
"Always optimistic, aren't you?"
Kendra laughed at her twin's comment. If it hadn't been for him, she felt that she would have been extremely different in her attitude towards things.
"Hey, Kec, KC! Come on!" a shout came from their teammates.
"Hold your horses, Damon," Keith shouted back.
"Can't. Don't have any," came the smart ass reply.
So the team set off. They didn't know what was going to happen to them on this day, or the day after, but they knew that as long as they were with friends, their was always hope.