6
Saige
The cabin and its outbuildings didn’t look like much from the air as Jessie took us overhead, but it would be mine. Mine and Callan’s.
Ours.
I glanced up to find his profile still bland, hardly interested in turning around to see or ask me what I thought of my new home. Not so much as a glance my way as Jessie landed, the floats dragging in the river’s water enough I grasped her seat in front of me, my heart flying near out of my chest.
“Bit bumpy,” she said in the earphones. “Sorry about that.”
I gulped and nodded, not having expected such a jar for landing in water. Not that I had any landing to compare it to. The flight to the homestead had been my first time in a plane.
The freedom of the skies had been liberating beyond anything I’d experienced, and even though Callan h
