Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 33
Junior ... princess of all she surveys ... said, “I’m the one who issued her license ... I supplied her flight training aids ... and watched her like a hawk as she learned to weld.”
She thought about it ... no sense in rushing ... just get it over with.
“She built a Dr-1 when she was 4 ... going on 5. Finished it when she was 6 ... she had a little adult help.”
“A Fokker? Triplane?”
“Aerodrome kit,” Junior said. “She said it didn’t fly like she wanted so ... she sold it, bought a Pitts kit. Aerobatics.”
“The Dr1 ... it is still airworthy?”
“Fella in Ludington owns it ... flies it religiously... 600 hours ... or there about. He says it’s more fun than his 210.”
“Adult help? Some rigger or A&P?”
“Umh ... no ... a local. He had no real interest in the build ... but he was trying to get closer to Surprise ... influence the kid ... score the mom.”
“Ah ... you know some ‘male secrets.’
“I’m The Princess, I have to know stuff like that.”
“The princess?”
“Of the Princessapality.”
“Umh...”
I hauled out a fifty, “Look at the picture.”
He did.
“Look at me.”
“You’re Her!”
“Yup.”
“What were you doing at The Antler?”
“Waiting tables.”
“Why ... you have an entire country to do your bidding.”
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