General Palmer looked at me with deep concern and asked again, "Are you sure about this? If you're joining the satellite launch research team, you won't be able to communicate with the outside world for at least ten years, even a lifetime."
The New Year was approaching. Snow fell heavily outside, while embers flickered warmly in the room.
Never seeing George again was exactly what I wanted. However, seeing the worry in her adoptive father, General Palmer's face made me hesitate.
“Uncle Rick Palmer,” I said softly. “My parents gave their lives for the satellite program. As their daughter, it’s only right that I dedicate my youth to my country.”
After a long pause, General Palmer sighed deeply. “Okay, I’ll submit your name in a few days. You are dear to George though; will he allow you to go?”
I just lowered my head as I got lost in though.
When my parents died in the line of duty, General Palmer took me in and adopted me. Since then, George, his son and my supposed "older brother" had been attentive and caring toward me.