Outburst — 9: Jenny Sky & Fitch Prepare a Journey

At home that night, when she looked out the living room’s bay window at the hypnotic rhythms of the aurora borealis, she was mesmerized by its clean beauty.

When Jennifer Scyler hadn’t gotten the Minnesota C.P.S. promotion — and then to top it off having to sign an Administrative Leave With Pay form for her screw-up on a case involving twins she had wrongly taken in — she knew she was done at the agency. Her plans for revenge were changed immediately when the security officer came to escort her from the building. At least he had let her pack her personal property in a cardboard box before nodding her out the door.

At home that night, when she looked out the living room’s bay window at the hypnotic rhythms of the aurora borealis, she was mesmerized by its clean beauty. She had seen all the info on her cellphone, that some solar flare, e.m.p. or something, whatever, might be getting ready to cause trouble for Earth. She hadn’t paid much attention, being so involved with the work stuff going on. All she could see right now was its overhead majesty.