Delphine always wanted to pilot her father’s plane and when he forgot his keys on her tenth birthday, she knew that taking off would be easy.
Her confidence took a dent when she found she couldn’t see out the window. Then she struggled with the harness – Dad’s first rule of flying said no take-off unless you’re strapped in. Flying a plane turned out trickier than he made it look.
She cried. She wanted to prove she was Dad’s girl more than anything.
Commotion in the hangar woke her.
‘Found the birthday girl.’
Dad grinned at her, but underneath, Delphine saw worry. Would he worry unless he thought she was his daughter? She flung her arms around him and tried to forget her mother’s angry words.
Tried to cram too much into my 100 words (plus opening sentence) for MFtS this week – I hope it makes sense.