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The plane landed—it was perfect. Even Ruby’s instructor looked impressed.
As they stepped out of the plane, he said, “Looks like you haven’t lost your touch. You can officially fly again, with passengers.” He shook her hand.
Ruby felt like she was still flying, and she screamed with excitement, spinning in a circle. “Thank you,” she said, wrapping her instructor in a bear hug.
“Um…you’re welcome,” he said, patting her awkwardly on the back.
She stepped back and looked at her phone. Ruby and Parker had driven to northern New Mexico for another balloon festival, but she’d had her own flying to take care of on the other side of the big city before meeting him for lunch. It was still early, and she figured Parker wouldn’t be done for another hour or so. That would give her time to—
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