Tra smiled when she answered. Jill was right. If you wanted to fly the hottest fighters right to the edge you joined the service. It seemed that they had a bit in common after all.
Tra finished the drink and set the now empty glass down on the bar before he answered. He hadn't talked about it in years, and when he did he was almost always drunk. " I was the honor grad from my Academy class. My parents brought my fiancee to the graduation ceremonies. I was supposed to stay with them for the weekend but I was offered a chance to get started at the next OCS class and I took it. On their way home the main door of the orbital shuttle they were on malfunctioned and opened in flight. The oxygen was vented into space.There were no survivors. I found out when I reported in." he said