Chapter Twenty-Nine
Elias
The following morning, I was out prepping a plane for a flight. It was an all mail delivery today for me. Nora usually handled most of the scheduling and did a good job of changing it up for us. Some days were tourist days and other days we got to fly the gorgeous skies of Alaska with nothing but the sound of the plane engine and the mountains to keep us company while we dropped off various deliveries.
My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I fished it out to glance down at the screen. It was a text from Sandra. Results are in: you’re not the father. I already knew that, but I thought you’d want to know for sure.
I tapped out a quick reply to Sandra. Thanks for letting me know and hope that helps. You take care now.
Just then, my phone rang, and I saw it was the
