Star Wars: The Last Jedi: Junior Novel

Star Wars: The Last Jedi: Junior Novel — page 7
The man's frown broke His eyes moistened The light saber carried so many memories Too many He shouldn't accept it Not now Not after so long His metal fingers touched the hilt and took it from her The man stood there near the edge of the cliff considering considering the lightsaber in his grasp It felt as light and familiar as it had the first time he had held it back when he was around the girl's age The old hermit who had given it to him said his father had built the lightsaber and had wanted his son to have it but the boy's uncle wouldn't allow it That day so long before was the day his life had changed It was the day he no longer had only dreams It was the day he suddenly had a destiny Holding the hilt now part of him wished he had never held it at all With a swift snap of his wrist the man flung the light saber off the cliff toward the sea