Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 73
Urges ... and dreams. I wish ... what do I wish? I wish I could find that guy who helped us find the Admittance Office.
Where did that come from?
We said the week before school starts ... so...
“Bud?”
“Yes, Tyche?”
“You flying today?”
“Not yet,” he said.
“Run us down to San Marcos?”
“In the ‘chopper?”
“I’ll buy the fuel.”
“Sure.”
“Start full and fill when you get back?”
“You got it.”
“Sit up front?” asked Alice.
“Sure.”
I heard ... over the intercom... “How does this thing work?”
“Follow along with me.”
“Umh.”
“Very good, Alice. Your aircraft.”
“Holy shit holy shit holy shit,” she said ... me too.
And that’s how I lost my flying buddy.
When I asked if she was flying back with me.
“Wings are sooo boring. I’ll fly back with Bud. Come on, Bud, teach me more.”
She even paid for lessons ... the rat.
If that wasn’t bad enough, Two walked into the Admissions Office, gave her name, “Two.”
“No ... just Two,” she flashed her Black Israeli Passport and Student Visa.
The girl behind the counter tried to open it.
“No,” said, Two. “It opens from the left side.” She demonstrated. “Hebrew.”
The counter girl typed in ‘Two’ You’re here. Two ... strange name.”
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