Chapter 11 - Page 150 - Rhasha Goes Flying

   “I don’t want to go, Jim,” Charlie replied, “but I don’t have anything to do here and this new job will keep me flying, routinely.”

   Since Jim had hired a permanent doctor, he didn’t really need a pilot, but he did regret losing Charlie. “So when do you start your new job?”

   Charlie hung his head and spoke in a low voice. “That’s something else I need to talk to you about.” Jim realized what Charlie was saying. “Do they need you to start immediately?”

   “Yes. But I told them I would have to talk to you before I accept the job.”

   “Charlie,” Jim said, “you do what you need to do. I’ll understand. I just hope you’ll come back to visit.”

   “I will, Jim,” Charlie said, looking relieved. “Would it be all right if I use your landing strip when I do?”

   “You can use the landing strip anytime you want to.”

   They said their good-byes and Charlie walked out of the hospital, never to be heard from again.

   When Jim looked at Rhasha, he could tell she was disappointed. She tried not to show it, but it was obvious. “What’s the matter?” Jim asked. “You look sad.”

   “I’m just sorry Charlie quit his job,” Rhasha replied.

   Jim put his arms around her waist and Rhasha circled his neck with her arms. They put their foreheads together.

   “Ahhh . . . Rhasha. And you wanted to go flying today, didn’t you?” He was teasing her, but Rhasha didn’t know it.