Taking Flight by Solmonson Sarah

Author:Solmonson, Sarah [Solmonson, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781480121782
Amazon: 1480121789
Published: 2012-10-25T00:00:00+00:00

The airplane was a sacred part of our family and special clearance was required from Dad to come within a ten-foot radius of his baby. There were times when he was really concentrating on an intricate piece that even I wasn’t allowed to get too close.

As the plane grew in size Dad needed help lifting and moving pieces around. Mom was first in command for the job, and the whole process usually ended in them snipping at each other until everything was set exactly how Dad wanted it. When a job required all three of us Dad would repeat the same instructions over and over, coupled with constant reminders to be careful.

Christopher and I were watching a movie one night when we heard Mom call for us to come to the garage. “Dad needs help moving the wings.”

Christopher and I had been together for over a year. Dad had allowed Christopher to eat dinner with us at my family birthday party, he had taken pictures of us in front of the fireplace before school dances, and every weekend he had driven back and forth from Chaska to Maple Grove so we could see each other. Through it all, Dad had been polite enough, but he had never been inviting.

When Christopher and I stepped into the garage, Dad was standing by the wing, his hands on his hips. He was wearing his Cardinals hat, turned backwards, a resolute expression on his face. He stared at Christopher for a moment, and then pointed to the wing. “I need you to lift that while I make some adjustments where it connects over here, by where I’m standing.” They stared at each other “Can you do that?”

Christopher nodded and took his place at the wing. For the better part of an hour, I leaned against the wall of the garage with Mom while Dad and Christopher worked on the plane. Christopher carried the plane cautiously, carefully, just like he carried my heart.

Dad never warned Christopher to be careful. I think he finally understood, as they handed the fragile wing back and forth, that no amount of warning could protect the wing from being mishandled. No amount of warning could protect me from a broken heart. As difficult as it might have been, Dad let go, trusting me to the first boy who would ever carry my heart.

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