Summerset Abbey: A Bloom in Winter by T. J. Brown

Author:T. J. Brown
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Gallery Books
Published: 2013-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

ELEVEN

Rowena closed her eyes as Jonathon planed downward. She savored the sensation of weightlessness and the cold wind whipping about her cheeks. Droplets of mist stuck to her goggles and she wiped them away impatiently. They were flying low, beneath the cloud cover, and Rowena watched the fallow patchwork of fields as they moved lazily past.

They were testing a new aeroplane. Usually, Jon didn’t let her up in anything except a tried-and-true model, but she had insisted and he had given in, a tribute to her increasing knowledge and bravery. The new aeroplane seemed slower than Lucy, the plane he usually took her up in, but steadier, moving through the air smoothly, like a ship cutting through water. Jonathon dipped to the right and her stomach hit her ribs in that free-floating feeling she knew so well. Then he banked deeply back to the left and Rowena leaned with the aeroplane as she would a horse.

Then the nose tilted up in the air as Jon took the aeroplane steeply upward. Soon the cloud cover obscured everything, but Rowena could sense the aeroplane straining as it gained altitude. Within no time, they broke through the clouds and the world sparkled blue and white.

He leveled it out and Rowena wanted to scream in exultation. Tears came to her eyes, steaming up the corners of her goggles.

The change that flying had made in her life was irrevocable.

She would never return to the depressing grayness that had consumed her for too many months. Flying might not be considered a ladylike activity, but she would fight anyone who tried to ground her, because she had finally found something that completed her.

There must be other women like her. She would meet them, emulate them. Learn from them. She would stop Jonathon’s and Mr. Dirkes’s lollygagging around about her flying solo. It was time for her to find a way to break off the engagement with Sebastian and stand up for what she believed in: her future as a pilot. Her future with Jon.

She flung her arms out to embrace the sky, not caring whether Jon thought her gesture silly or foolish.

She would make her father proud.

* * *

“How did you say you broke your arm again?”

Kit glared at Sebastian. “Do I detect amusement in your voice? What kind of person would laugh at a friend with a broken limb?”

“No laughter here. What you’re hearing is disbelief and curiosity. How does the club tennis champ not only lose to Peter Tremain but break his arm while doing so?”

The two men were eating breakfast in the formal dining room of Eddelson Hall. The buffet had been set up to one side and a footman stood next to it in case they needed anything. Kit stared at the clumsy cast on his right arm. The only thing he truly needed was to learn how to eat with his left hand, and that was something the servant couldn’t provide.

“I was distracted,” he snapped. He didn’t tell Sebastian that he had seen a fair-haired woman walking by the lawn and for a moment thought it was Victoria.

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