Chapter Song – Songbird - Eva Cassidy
I gazed at Sean with assessing and expectant eyes. A look that was eager to glean for information even before the question got asked, “You never told me why the room in our Cessna looks like a Charter Yacht,” was what I asked as I treated his lesions.
He beamed with a capricious smile, a mischievous look that decorated his angular face, “I always wanted to know what it feels like to sail in the sky.”
And just like that, one of the greatest mysteries was solved.
“Ouch.”
“Take it easy, Tiger,” I kissed his gunshot wound. It was just a light bruise now. Sean’s anatomy could heal quickly. I still wondered if he was superhuman.
“Come on, baby. I know you want to say it,” he cajoled.
“Fine, fine, I told you so,” was what I wanted to say. I was glad to
