First time Tempest saw a storm, she was only ‘bout a year old. We were stuck planetside ‘cause of it, and while I tried to keep us all from fryin’, River took Tempest into the cockpit an’ stood her on the dash so she could see out.
“Kaylee, you have to come see this,” Simon said, draggin’ me out of the engine room an’ into the cockpit, where Tempest was sound asleep, face pressed against the windowpane.
Now that I think of it, maybe storms ain’t so bad after all.
-- La Cienega Just Smiled (part 11 of 11)--Epilogue by MechanicGirlKaylee