Uniform

Pulling on her new uniform for the first time, Charlotte paused to glance in the mirror. She looked so adult, so mature. Now, if only she didn’t feel like a child playing dress-up in her mother’s clothing. With a long suffering sigh, she turned away from the mirror and walked out of her room. She was needed on the command deck. Stepping out into the corridor, the cadet stationed by her door snapped into a salute.

“Admiral.”

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