Selene
Copyright© 2022 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 64
She is a very good pilot, I thought.
On the TBP (Talk Between Pilots ... it’s an intercom channel separate from the radio ... no broadcast.) I asked, “Abby ... I’m not sure I understand what happened.”
“Raining, thunderstorm, twentieth anniversary of mom’s death, I had pissed off Dad, he took off ... bought a carton of cans.”
“What?”
“In Australia a carton is 24 or 36 half liter cans,” she said.
“Ooo, 17 ounce cans,” I said. “Good beer?”
“Reich’s Draught. Daddy is a member of the club.”
Reich’s Draught has an association of supporters that seek to continue the brand and brew. The bitter has already been abandoned by the brewers.
“After 3 cans, I took his car keys. Had to wrestle him for them,” she said. “This is the first time I’ve told the story.
“My 20th birthday ... Mom died birthing me ... Daddy was mourning her passing. I joined him drinking. We ran out of beer. I had his keys. I remember I was going for more. I opened the door, stepped out and lightning struck the tree in the backyard.
“The police report said the tree exploded ... I got hit by shrapnel ... and the bolt struck an abandoned underground pipe ... I was standing over the end of it.”
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