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Chapter 15
Chapter 15 The town of Concrete went nuts. It was the only way Krista could describe it. Once the helos had fished them and their gear off the top of the mountain—and they’d slept the clock around—several of the smokies decided a trip up the Skagit to the fly-in would be fun. She suspected that Evan was behind all of the sudden interest, but she couldn’t prove it. It took a little bit of shifting gear and personnel at the airport. The helos and most of the smokies headed south, back to the MHA air base for their days off. But they convinced Doug and Terry to bring their black-and-flame painted DC-3, Jump M1, up to the fly-in for the second day of the event. Once they were on the ground, she got clear of the plane as fast as she could. The seventy-year-old bird had created its own sens
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