Love at Five Thousand Feet

The church steeple loomed at them.

The bi-plane banked to the left, the boarding house below them. As they flew over Main Street, the plane rose to a higher altitude.

She peered from side to side observing the earth from a perspective she’d never dreamed about. The thick green forests would open to a lake or pasture then another forest would come into view. The vibration of the bi-plane swept through her body, dulling her senses. She closed her eyes and relaxed against the seat. She had no idea how long they’d been in the air.

The humming of the wires changed to a higher pitch. The airplane picked up speed. She grabbed the sides of the seat as fear clutched her heart. She closed her eyes and prayed. The bi-plane hit the pasture with a bounce before coming to a stop close to the shed.

Victor turned off the engine. He stepped out, climbed on the plane beside the seat and reached for Dottie’s hand to help her out.

He jumped off the wing, grabbed her around the waist, and set her in front of him. Without saying a word, he took her face in his hands. He bent to kiss her. Her legs were weak from flying. She hadn’t gotten used to being on land. When he kissed her, it was as if she were in a whirlpool, the earth spinning around her.

She swayed, Victor steadied her. “Well, how do you like it?”

She tightened her hold on his arm as the earth turned beneath her. “What, the flying?”

He pulled the aviator cap off her head. “Yes the flying.”

“I was scared at first, but when we got in the air, I relaxed and enjoyed the ride.”

The Barnstormer
​Ruth Ann drifted to sleep and woke when Frankie silenced the engine of the airplane. “We got here quick. I’m glad I missed the landing. It scares me to land and take-off.”

“I didn’t know. I thought you liked to fly.” He unfastened his seat belt.

“I do, after we’re in the air and before we land.” She waited for him to come around and help her out of the plane.

His Ford Coupe sat alone in the parking lot. He put her suitcases in the car and headed into the hangar. “I have a couple of things to do before I take you home, I won’t be long.”

She followed him. She roamed the building to make sure Al wasn’t hiding. “I’ll wait in here with you.” Her heart raced with excitement while her stomach quivered from nerves. She wanted to kiss him, wanted him to kiss her.

Frankie stepped to his desk and studied a piece of paper.

She followed him, took the paper out of his hand and placed it on the desk. She captured his hands and placed them around her waist.

He stepped back. “What’re ya doin’?”

She tiptoed and put her hands behind his neck and pulled his head toward her. She kissed him. The touch of his lips sent a shock wave through her body. He took control and devoured her mouth in a demanding kiss. She reveled in his scent. He smelled like musk, spice, motor oil and the sky.