42 minutes

“I want to go to my family!” Asher shouted for the tenth time.

“I’m sorry, ‘family’ is not listed on your hover locations. Would you like to add it to your map? The hover robot answered

“NO! Just take me home!”

Asher slumped into his seat. There was nothing to do, the hover regulators had already rerouted everyone’s course and abandoned the control centers. Nothing could take him back, especially since he was twenty feet in the air and couldn’t jump out. He wished he hadn’t argued with his mom before going to work, and that he had given his brothers a hug in the morning. There was so much unsaid that could never be explained to his family. He could only hope they would make it on time, but hope had never been enough for him. The most he could do had already been done. All that was left was to wait. He wished he could tell them who he really was before......no, he couldn’t think like that. They had to make it. They would make it. Then he could tell them. Maybe. Probably. Sometime later, after the missile hit. Possibly. If he had time...