Not on my flyplan (August 24 th)
Amanda had built her plane alone and won the respect of everyone in the airport. She was their little princess in a fly jacket. “Foolish” she thought but didn’t rebel since they all respected her privacy when she was perched on a wing working on her baby.
–Excuse me ?
Amanda almost fell. She shot a mad look at the stranger.
– Would you consider taking a passenger ?
– I’m flying nowhere now, she…