She has graciously given me permission to share it here. Read and enjoy. For A., who is taller than I am in more ways than one. The pilot helps me fasten the belts. I ever imagined I'd be.
Preflight check is complete.
The pilot murmurs incomprehensible jargon into the radio. We taxi to the end of the runway, and wait for the tower to clear us for takeoff. When Little Brother comes home from the hospital, he's just like any other baby. Before long, though, the family begins to wonder. He walks late.