After their hug and cheek kiss, Kathee stepped back to give her daughter the once-over. "You look thin. Are they feeding you enough?' "Momma, I'm four pounds heavier now than when I entered the Academy." "Well— you look thin." "Perhaps it's because I'm in better physical condition than I was back then. You know, more muscle, less fat. I run every day and work out." "Men prefer their women with a little fat, sweetheart. They want a few curves. You should put on a few pounds— in the right places of course. I know a great surgeon who can change your whole life in just a two-hour visit." "Big boobs and hips are what some men want. Others want a sharp mind and a healthy body." "None that I've ever met." "You were never in the military." "No, I wasn't. And I wish you weren't either." "Momma, don't start. I love my job. I love being in the military. I can't imagine a life of simply living for the next party or social event. If that's what you want for yourself, that's fine. But I want more." "You're going to get yourself killed out in space, and I won't even know you're gone for several months.
