This was it. This would be my final mission. An overwhelming sadness swept over me at the realization. There would be no more racing across campus to replace the missing arm of the Caesar Augustus statue with one made of pink duct tape. My mind would no longer be used as a photographic tool to unveil a terrorists plan. No more last-minute science experiments to help rescue a father and daughter from a terrorist organization. I wouldnt get to rescue myself with the aid of a Millard-enhanced device. No more disguises involving wigs and glasses to save a Van Gogh painting. The Mariinsky Theatre, the Superman building, the Louvremy stories would disappear, along with my memories. Light had vanished around me as the ocean swallowed me. Id been unable to save a helpless girl from her evil kidnapper. In the darkness I heard Dalys voice, clear and strong, almost like he was there. Dont give up. Fight. Push yourself. Alexandra Stewart can make a masterpiece out of any canvas. He was rightI couldnt give up. (page 206)
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About Robin M. King, Memory of Monet
Robin M. King, Memory of Monet.