The Passenger in Seat 8A
More than almost anything, buddy.
We’ll start whenever you’re ready.
He grinned, satisfied, and went back to watching the sky, and did not understand that he had just been handed something, and that was exactly as it should be.
The best things we give our children are the ones they are too young to know they are receiving.
She knew, kneeling in that grass, that she was going to teach him, and that it would be the great slow joy of the second half of her life, and that it would also frighten her in a way she would simply have to carry, because the sky had taken someone from her once and she was about to hand her son the keys to it.
But she was not going to let that fear fly the airplane either.