“You’re doing great Bess!”
Bessie blushed. She was really enjoying her flying lessons with her new instructor, Dan.
Suddenly, the glass window near Dan shattered. He yelled as shards of glass pierced his eyes.
Horrified, Bessie tried to steady the helicopter.
“Bessie! I can’t see, you’ve got to get us down!”
“B-but I can’t…”
“You can do this Bess, I’ll talk you through it!”
With Dan’s directions, Bessie managed to safely land the helicopter.
“Good job!” said Dan
Trembling, Bessie didn’t reply.
His bloodied eyes still closed, Dan slid his hand over to the controls and clasped her shaking hands in his.
“You did it Bess,” he said softly.
“Hurts like hell but I think I’ll be fine.”
Bessie visited him everyday at the hospital.
“I’m really getting used to you Bess!” smiled Dan.
Bessie found herself blushing as usual.
“I bet you’re blushing again,” Dan grinned. “My bandages come off tomorrow Blushing Bess, and I hope yours is the first face I see!”
It was, her blushing face of course.