Kat Tales — Volume 14--Original Stories and Novels by Kathryn Kaleigh

Author:Kathryn Kaleigh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KST Publishing

Chapter 7

Savannah had flown with Noah before, but always in little prop planes. This was different. Faster. Higher. Not so loud.

They could actually talk without wearing headsets.

He put the plane on autopilot and leaned back to get them bottles of water. Savannah stared nervously out the window.

His attention was only off a few seconds, but her imagination was nearly her undoing.

One look at her face as he turned back, handing her the bottle of water, was all it took. “I can see that I’m going to have to teach you to fly so you won’t panic.”

“I think it’s best if you just keep our hands on the wheel.”

He laughed. “All right, but…” he gestured toward the empty sky. “There’s not exactly a lot to run into up here.”

“Easy for you to say,” she said. “You never know when some crazy driver will come out of nowhere.”

“If another plane comes within a hundred miles, all sorts of alarms start to go off.”

“Really?”

“Well, no, but it sounds good. We have our own flight path and no one else should be near us.”

“What if someone deviates?”

He shook his head. “It rarely happens.”

“Rarely.”

“When did you become such a nervous flyer?”

“I watch too much TV.”

He looked at her, disbelief evident.

“I do fly a lot, but it’s different up here. Up front.”

“You get used to it.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. I could never afford private charter fees.”

“You’ll never pay a fee with me,” he said matter-of-factly, his attention focused on the computers.

His words brought a little flush to her cheeks, and some unexpected emotion. Fortunately, he was busy checking the displays and didn’t notice.

Despite her occasional anxieties, the flight was uneventful. Noah assured her that an uneventful flight was the ultimate goal.

After they landed at the Birmingham airport, Noah secured a car. “They keep cars on hand for us to use while we’re here,” he explained.

“Yeah, that part I remembered,” she said, but he was busy signing some paperwork and didn’t seem to hear. How many times had they dashed to a town, took a car to get a burger and dashed back to the plane to fly home? That wasn’t exactly something a girl could easily forget.

He retrieved their luggage and together they rolled their bags to the borrowed car.

Savannah checked her phone. No calls from her mother. No calls from anyone.

“No news is good news,” he said. “right?”

“Not with my mother. She may be in full blown crisis mode by now.”

“That thought terrifies me.”

“Ha. You and me both.”

When they pulled up to her mother’s house, there was still a cop car in the driveway. Her mother lived a suburban cul-de-sac in a white Victorian style home with four dormer windows across the third story. The house had been built when Savannah was an infant. She’d lived there until she went away for college at eighteen.

A little sliver of panic shot through her as the memory of driving up to her parents’ house two years after Noah left came back in a flash.

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