first in her class,
wearing the medal he never knew existed,
noticed by everyone who mattered,
and done, at last, waiting to be noticed by him.
You were right about one thing, Dad.
Nobody was going to notice one cadet out of four hundred.
So it’s a good thing I was never one of four hundred.
I was the one at the microphone.
And you were the one in the stolen seat,
learning my name
