Not Pulled Just delayed

On a cold rainy day in San Diego, a family stood solemnly in the middle of a grave yard.Carole Bradshaw's funeral was over. Her battle with the cancer that had taken her all to young, leaving her seventeen year old son an orphan adopted by his godfather and uncle. She was buried next to her husband, faithfully devoted to him until her end, never taking another lover in the thirteen years that had passed since his tragic death. There family of naval flight officers and pilots mourned the loss of a beloved sister, gone to rejoin there long lost brother.Yet for some of them, they still had decisions to make and promises to keep."He'll never forgive you if you go the whole way Pete, you know that right.""What else am i supposed to do Tom. I promised her that brad would live to be older than Nick.""Then lets think about it. The academy is four years, and flight school is another year on top of that. thats five years, he's eighteen shortly, he'd be twenty three by then. Nick was twenty six when the accident happened. What if instead of doing it the way you're asking me to, we do something else.""Like what?""I think... a delay in his class entrance perhaps.""Oh."