Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 67
That means Alice Olsen is ONLY a year older ... for the next six months. The difference between fifteen and seventeen is immense. Sixteen and seventeen? ... not so much.
Alice was driving when we arrived. The entrance looked different ... instead of a chain on a hook ... there was an actual gate ... and a fence along the road frontage.
A new sign...
AUSTIN AREA HELICOPTER TOURS
RESERVATIONS ONLY
555-2965
Flight Training.
CHARTERS
Bud Field ... has a lock on the gate ... that was new. I called Bud.
“I’ll be right out.”
Fifteen minutes ... he walked.
“Nice car,” he said. “I had one ... oh ... back in ‘80. Didn’t look anything like that.”
He opened the gate, we drove through, he shut it and locked the lock.
“I had a key made for you,” Bud said. He fumbled with his keyring and slid the extra off and handed it to me.
He explained, “Homeland Security Regulations.” Then he noticed Two. Two was in the back seat. “Hello. Who are you?”
“Two of Seven.”
“Like Seven of Nine?”
“No ... Not a Borg ... I’m a scientist.”
And I said, “Two ... isn’t a little early in your relationship?”
“Why ... he’s going to find out ... might as well be sooner than later.”
“Find out what?” asked Bud.
“I’m Different,” she said.
“Try a fifteen year old with a genuine warbird and starting college in September for different,” said Bud
“I’m 16, Bud ... and a week,” I told him.
“Congratulations ... anyone spank you yet?”
I blushed and hemmed.
“That’s a no.”
Two said, “I never even thought of it.”
“Oh shit,” I said.
<16 ... We thought it was next month>
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