No Brother of Mine (The Unit Book 3) by Anne Fox

Author:Anne Fox [Fox, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Star on the Mountain Books LLC
Published: 2019-04-04T22:00:00+00:00

Spud sat down next to Hank on the couch and handed her a cup of coffee. “You’re pretty absorbed in whatever you’re reading there,” he noted.

She shut down her tablet and took a drink from the mug he’d handed her. “It’s just some material on some training Cloud wants me to do in the Latitude,” she said.

“I thought you were trained already.”

“Oh, there’s always more you can learn when it comes to flying,” Hank said. “Stuff to learn, and stuff to re-learn. It’s what makes flying as safe as it is. That, and having a great mechanic like Frank who knows every rivet in the plane.”

“Then why do you hear about airplane accidents so much?” Spud asked.

Here we go again. “You know why that is, Spud? Because they’re rare, so the news people want to talk about them. Look at how many vehicle accidents there are every year versus how many plane crashes there are. People don’t take driver’s courses the way pilots are required to do recurrent training. People don’t maintain their cars the way the FAA requires airplanes to be maintained, either. And we’ve got Frank. He goes over the planes with a fine-toothed comb every time we come back from a flight. If people did that with their cars, we’d hardly ever see an accident on the road out there. But they happen all the time, so you hardly ever see a highway accident reported on the news unless it was a really bad one. Let some little airplane get a flat tire on landing, though, and it’s all over the evening news even though no one got hurt.”

“I guess you have a point.”

She snuggled against him. “You need to stop worrying. There are always two of us in the cockpit. Which means I can catch Cloud’s mistakes when he screws up.”

“I’m not worried about Cloud screwing up.”

“It would have to be Cloud screwing up. I don’t screw up. You know that, Spud.”

“If you say so.”

Hank was trying hard not to give Spud ‘the look.’ “Ok. I understand. You don’t like it when you see me doing what you think are risky activities.” She got up and went to the kitchen, coming back a couple of minutes later wearing an apron and carrying a can of furniture polish and a dust rag.

“Could you pick up your coffee cup, dear?” she said, her voice dripping with saccharin.

Now what’s she doing?

Spud picked up his mug and Hank sprayed the coffee table with the furniture polish and polished it vigorously with the rag.

“Thank you, honey. Can you pick up my coffee cup now?”

Spud gave her a ‘look’ of his own and picked up her mug, prompting Hank to spray the other end of the coffee table and polish it as vigorously as she’d done the first half.

“Thank you, sweetie. Now let me go find the vacuum cleaner...”

As she turned, Spud yanked the bow she’d tied in the apron strings and pulled the apron off her. “Will you cut that out?”

“I thought that was the kind of wife you wanted,” Hank said, sweetness dripping with every word.

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