Читать книгу Cheer up, it can´t get worse. She cheered up and it got worse! - Layla Levi - Страница 4

One of Chiara´s friends who came over from Seattle took flying lessons at the Page Field. He wanted to pass his IFR, International Flight Rules, and he asked her to come flying with him. Kirk was the brother of Chiara´s ex-boyfriend.

Kirk picked her up quite early in the morning, she crabbed some coffee, and then they headed off. It was a wonderful morning. The thermometer showed 93°F and no cloud was to see.

They were driving along the beach road and Chiara could feel the wind in her hair, she could smell the sea and it seemed like ages ago, that she wasn´t thinking of work or university or master thesis or anything else. She hasn´t felt like this for ages, no hectic, no stress. Nothing to think of, she was completely relaxed, still a bit tired from the jet lack but the coffee seemed to help.

20 minutes later, they arrived at Page Field. It was a small aviation school outside of town. Kirk had to fill in some forms or whatever he had to do for his flying book and disappeared after they entered the building. Chiara went to the other side of the hallway, where the exit to the roll field was. There were many different planes, Lear jets, warriors and so on, most of them Chiara has never seen before.