"One minute."
I looked out the window, the high mountains of the Salinas valley were coming into view. I grabbed my bag, buckling myself in for landing. The ground came up from under me, I felt the touchdown through my seat. Soon, we were taxing to unload. As soon as we halted, I grabbed my bags, heading up the aisle. Stepping to the door, I was met with the familiar cold, crisp air of the salad bowl.
I was home.
I stepped down the stairs to my welcoming committee, my family and friends. I was swarmed, kisses and hugs and embraces. Tears of happiness fell to the ground, staining shirts. I hugged momma and daddy.
I was home.
Engineer's log No 7 6/8/23
Lucky number seven. Carlos has been killed. He was found guilty of aiding a known terrorist group. I've finally made my way home, and am back in my comfy, old, bed. Afonasii requested that he act as our secretary of Foreign Relations and Wealth, I'm working with Dai to officiate that. He's decided to stay with us, open a business or something here in the states. I'll miss the time I spent in Russia. The new friends I made there, I'll never forget. I'll stay in contact with my squad mate Vladimir, he said he's gonna start a new life in Moscow. Our settlement is picking up steam quickly, Powell has assured me a few surprises. Otherwise, take care.
Marvin Jerez
Secretary of Transportation
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