Right, right. [He chuckles, confused by her insistance but curious enough to give it a try. The haphazard construction of it was enough to make most anyone nervous...but a woman was insisting.
He joins her, the hand resting on her shoulder the only real indication of his lingering undertainty. If she had at least used paracord...]
I'll trust you on this, Sunshine. What's an autogyro anyway?
[Action--The Next Day]
He joins her, the hand resting on her shoulder the only real indication of his lingering undertainty. If she had at least used paracord...]
I'll trust you on this, Sunshine. What's an autogyro anyway?