1. The Last Flight. Chapter 25


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    lucky to have you here when I needed someone.” I kissed his cheek and then gave him a little hug. “I only helped, Karen. You did all he work, I just guided you,” he replied modestly. “You know it was more than that,” I argued, “Thank you.” “Take care and stay strong, Honey,” he answered, “You'll be OK” He stepped back and I turned to my dad. “The good doctor is right to believe in fate, Dad. Without the disaster, I may never have found you.” I wiped the beginning of a tear from his eye and he pulled me close to him. I closed my eyes for a minute, holding the father I had always dreamed of. “Don't stay away too long, Karen and make sure you write and tell me all about everything you do.” “I promise,” I replied, releasing him and turned to Françoise. “I don't know what to say, Françoise,” I told her, my eyes moistening, “I owe you, and your family, my life.” She took my hand in hers. “You owe us nothing, Karen,” she said. “The first time I saw you, I knew you were special and you have proved me right. You have brought a breath of fresh air to my family. I think meeting you has been as good for us as it was for you.” I put my arms around her and held her so tightly as she did with me. I could feel my body trembling inside... or was it? For a moment I felt Françoise was too! “You look after her,” I said, finally, to my dad, “She is one in a million.” “You do not need to worry about us, Karen. You concentrate on getting well and get back here to visit.” Silence fell as none us ...
    knew what to say and so, I smiled and turned away towards the Chief Stewardess. She was deep in conversation with Doctor Harlow who had passed her a small package. They broke off as soon as they saw I was ready and Pamela quickly dropped the hand holding the package to her side, almost as though she was hiding it. “The aeroplane is ready as soon as you are, Karen,” she said and I nodded then turned back to Françoise and my dad, my eyes brimming with moisture as I picked up my case. I mouthed 'bye-bye' and quickly turned and hurried alongside Pamela towards the little Dove waiting patiently in the afternoon sunshine. I couldn't look back as we approached, if I did, I wouldn't leave so I clenched my teeth and stared straight ahead towards the door at the rear of the cabin. At that point, I felt nervous and sad but nothing else. As we walked, Pamela explained that they sent the Dove because it was so different to the DC-3 that I was used to. The Directors hoped it would help to allay my fears with its unfamiliar layout and would give me the chance to fly again without the added reminders. I couldn't help but be impressed. TEA was a small airline which I had always been happy working for but I had never realised that they could be so understanding. I doubted whether any of the big airlines would have been so patient. Françoise never told me any of the details about what passed between her and the airline, hoping to encourage my recovery and not add to the already bitter memories ...
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