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“One word,” he said. “It starts with C. Common mistake.”
“I was thinking C,” I said. Just with a Y and not an I.
Was this karma coming to bite me?
“C L I N E S town,” he spelled out as if reading my thoughts.
He was just guessing, I chided myself. He couldn’t read my mind.
“How long are we here?” I asked.
He shrugged. “A few hours, days?”
“Days?” I all but shouted.
He gave me a nonplussed rise and fall of his broad shoulders.
“I can’t wait here days. Is there someplace close I can rent a car?”
“Dad should be able to help.”
Dad? Where exactly was I?
4
Grant
Dad hadthe ladder in place when I opened the door. I’d spotted Jolie’s moment of confusion and chose to ignore it. She was no longer my problem.
“Boy,” Dad greeted.
I hated that he called me that. I was far from a boy, though I had some years until I was thirty. It was something he’d called me since my mother left when I was around six.
Out on the landing, I waited for Jolie to come out and descend first so Dad would be distracted and play the good host. I’d done my part.
The hanger doors were open, and the air was blustery. Snow had arrived in miniature flakes that blew carelessly in the air. After I’d finished things, I would be lucky to make it home before it came down hard, sticking in clumps to the ground.
I went back into the plane to finish closing it out. Dad ran a slim crew, considering he was on the verge of going out of business. Cleaning up after our rich patrons was one thing I was looking forward to not doing once Monday came.
When I’d been young and eager, I wanted to know all facets of the business. But now, after college, I just wanted to fly.
By the time I’d closed the plane door, Dad had the hanger doors shut. He and Jolie were nowhere to be seen. It was likely they had gone to the office by way of the small passageway between this hanger and the office.
I took that same passageway and heard Jolie’s shrill voice.
“What do you mean?”
I stepped inside, curious about my father’s response.
“The weather’s changing mighty fast. No one’s going to fly you out and no one’s flying in.”
Though she looked up at me, she asked my father, “What about renting a car?”
“Not today. This is a small town, and everyone’s closed or closing up shop as we speak.”
That was when I glanced up and noticed the steady stream of snow falling outside the picture window.
Fuck.
