#Chapter 345 – Reunion

It takes every single bit of willpower that I have to not shout “Dad!” and go running into his arms. Instead, I act like a good little Cadet and snap myself into a salute, just as Luca and Tony and every other cadet in our truck are doing. Except I’m grinning like an idiot, and most of them look terrified. My dad laughs, striding over to us and calling to the Cadets to be at ease, to go about fulfilling their orders. Hesitating, I think a little star-struck, the rest of my classmates do as they’re told as dad draws near. “Hello, Clark,” dad says, beaming down at me, laughing a little at my false name. He tucks his hands behind his back, which to everyone else probably just looks like formality but which I know is him resisting the urge to grab me up in a hug. “It’s nice to see my favorite nephew again.” “Hello, sir,” I say, beaming up at him, my eyes sparkling. “You remember Tony – Anton – and Luca, of course.” I nod to both of them, remembering my manners. Tony says a polite