JUNIPER’S
DAUGHTER - TRIP
It was cloudy and we were lost in our
airplane. A day trip in my brother’s plane turned out to be a nightmare – we
were bloody lost! Our fuel was low. I kept an anxious eye upon the fuel gauge
needle; it moved in only one direction, downwards to the empty mark. A fine
mess!
My brother grimaced and tapped the gauge. He
too thought it was lying! Grimly he spoke: “This ain’t good Lee. We’ll have to
ditch in the sea in ten minutes when our gas is gone. There’s no sign of the
coast and the compass is bust.”
I looked aghast at my brother. “What?”
“In the sea. A force landing. I hope you can
swim,” he added.
Our plane flew lower and the engine
stuttered. The grey sea looked menacing under equally grey clouds. We were
going in! The engine stopped dead. We went down.
“Oh shit!” I shouted.
“Yes,” my bro commented.
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