Old Friends

Looking out the airplane window I suddenly notice a fighter jet appear from the clouds and move rapidly closer until it sat, as if stationary, just off the wing tip. The pilot waved. I blinked and opened my eyes but the jet complete with waving pilot was still flying along happily. This is the kind …

The Last Man Standing

I didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary about the man as he walked down the path to my back door. He looked like a regular middle aged man, slight limp, had crutches. “I’m here to collect the wetsuit” He said. The day before I leave for the Falklands and everything must go. Even my …