“I’ll be honest, Etta. The last few days have been hard for me. I think I’m just sick of all this rain. Sometimes storms… they get inside. We all need the sun.” My heart aches. I would do anything I could to keep the storms away from Mom. I would learn to fly with no superpowers. I would stop the train from making fireworks. I will do everything I can. Tomorrow. I put my hand on hers. “Don’t be afraid. Everything will be okay.” Mom squeezes my hand. “I don’t want any choice you ever make to be governed by fear either. But I’ll admit, I’m pretty nervous.” “We both are,” says Dad. I want to say, Me too, but I stay quiet. “But you deserve more than that,” Mom says. “You deserve more than fear.”
Book:Etta Invincible