CHAPTER 5
Spike was sick of hiding in the basket. Timmy had snuck him inside, saying, “Stay quiet. When you guys are in the air, and things seem calm enough, then come out and make your move.”
Nodding, Spike hunkered down, not moving or making a sound. He had almost blown it when he had peeked out during takeoff to make sure everything was okay with his mate. Flyer had great hearing for a human, because he had turned just as Spike ducked back down.
Knowing he needed to be patient, Spike had settled in and closed his eyes. He must have fallen asleep, because it was getting darker in the plane, indicating the sun was going down. Slowly and carefully, Spike made his way out of the basket, unable to stop the lid from smacking back down when he had wiggled out.
Flyer turned, just as Spike s
