“Yes… I want to be part of the air force and I want to pilot a copter”
“I should be able to teach you that”
“Can you pilot a copter?”
“No, I can’t”, Garullon replied, with a smile. “But I deal with buses and trucks… and I’m sure you will make a good pilot, someday, and a great soldier too”
“Thank you”, the boy blushed. “But everybody says that to people they don’t know, without meaning it. It happens in movies and even in real life”
‘Damn! You’re so brilliant’, Garullon thought. “That’s right. What’s your-“
‘Tick! Tock!... Tick! Tock!....’
“My name is Thomas”, the boy replied, with a smile. “You’re cool. My parents don’t let me have a lot of friends”
‘Tick! Tock!... Tick! Tock!...’
“Uhm… One friend is all you need”, Garullon said and paused. He could hear the ticking sound again.
