Not on my flyplan (August 24 th)

Amanda had built her plane alone and won the respect of everyone in the airport. She was their little princess in a fly jacket. « Foolish » she thought but didn’t rebel since they all respected her privacy when she was perched on a wing working on her baby.
Excuse me ?

Amanda almost fell. She shot a mad look at the stranger.
Would you consider taking a passenger ?
– I’m flying nowhere now, she said staring at her broken goggles on the floor.

He took his shades off and gave them to her.
– And now ?
– You’re not on my flyplan.
– Maybe you’re on mine.

This post is an answer to today’s Dailypost prompt  :  Que sera sera.

This story is a part of my summer writing challenge : writing a 100 word story everyday, the 45th installment.

You can read all the details of my challenge and my reasons for doing it (and not CampNaNoWriMo) here.

I hope you will like today’s story and please do not hesitate to leave a comment.

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