Wendy Pendleton, the heroine from Children of Apollo, remembers how she first decided to be an astronaut and what it cost her.
Wendy's freshman year at collage had been a liberation. She was free from the discipline of home and family and from the more subtle but just as real oppressions of high school. She was going to a university hundreds of miles away from home and was linked to her parents only by the tenuous lines of telephone and mail. She could come and go as she pleased. Within reason, she could do as she pleased.
Not that she went wild or anything. A beer at a party or maybe a make-out session with her boyfriend (clothes on, thank you very much) was her speed. And she liked going to college for the purpose it existed, which was actually learning stuff. She was not sure what she was going to learn. Most people she knew, her family and friends, assumed that she was going to be a teacher. That was the prime career of most women of a scholarly bent in the year 1961. And maybe they were right. But even then, Wendy felt a certain vague discontent. Was that all there was? Was there not something more?
In the third book in the Ember Reign series, the android Orion is missing and the spaceship Orion is malfunctioning. The MIBs are hot on the trail of Megan and her friends. As Megan and her crew try to figure out how to fix Orion, an unknown spacecra
