Chapter 11 - Page 156 - Rhasha Goes Flying

   Rhasha looked ready to panic as the tires touched the ground. When Jim slowed almost to a stop, she began to relax.

   He taxied to the hangar and spun the tail around, revving the engines to a deafening pitch. He wanted to line up with the door so he could back the plane straight into the hangar with the jeep.

   Satisfied, Jim turned the engines off. Rhasha unbuckled her seat belt and climbed out of the plane. She climbed into the jeep and started the motor, then backed the jeep until it was lined up in front of the plane. By this time Jim was out of the plane and had the bar hooked to the front wheel of the aircraft. Rhasha backed the jeep to the bar and Jim hooked the bar over the hitch and latched it, then she backed the plane into the hangar.

   Rhasha parked the jeep in front of the open hangar doors, got out, and walked around to the passenger side to wait for Jim as he closed the hangar doors. Rhasha beamed at him when he walked to the passenger side of the jeep.

   “Do you want me to drive, Jim?” she asked.

   Jim put one hand on the back of Rhasha’s seat and the other hand at the top of the door and leaned toward her. “Rhasha,” he said, “you’re going to be doing all the driving. From now on, when we get in the jeep, you get in on the driver’s side.”

   Rhasha slid around to face Jim and dropped her feet to the ground. When she stood up, her body was against Jim’s, forcing him to stand up straight. She gave him a big kiss and immediately stepped around him.

   Rhasha was wearing her blue denim shorts with a long scarf run through the belt loops and tied in a knot on her right side. Her oversized, button-up shirt was draped over her small frame and gathered into a knot above her belly button.