Chapter Six
Forgive Me The Lysander made a washboard landing in the field beside an old farmhouse.
“Thank you for this, George,” Jill yelled over the drone of the plane’s engine as he brought it to a stop. She stretched over and gave him a peck on the cheek. “That’s payment enough. Let’s hope…” She had known George since…well…she couldn’t recollect when she didn’t know him. “Me too,” she interjected, sighing. “Nasty storm brew...
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