Chapter 11Although the views from the airship were spectacular, Ryland was unable to relax and enjoy the ride. His mind kept returning to his childhood, but no matter how hard he tried, his memories would only go as far back as the night they left their country home.
If I’m honest, I feel that those memories have been deliberately blocked from my mind. But surely even my father isn’t capable of such a thing. Is he? I grew up believing him cold, and then a bully as I moved through my teen years. As a man, he’s everything I wish not to be or become. But is there more. Something deeper and darker?
“Are you all right, Ryland?” Ballard sat beside him. “Henry’s with Amelia, she’s letting him pilot the ship now and then. She even allowed me to do it.”
“You need to propose to her, Ballard.” Ryl
