FROM MY NOVEL
THE PILOT
Whenever her co-pilot wanted to know what her favourite flower was, she answered that it was Forget-Me-Not. She thought if John had forgotten her. So many years had passed, so many things had changed. Nare's past seemed a movie she had already watched, and her present was the way of her existence. She flew to different cities, which was her present. She could neither guess nor imagine her future, the scene that would be filmed some time later. Nare usually recalled those museums and exhibitions that she had visited. She turned off the takeoff lights and all gear lights then turned on the programmed autopilot and turned off the wing/ engine lights for rising. Her silver bird was in the sky again.

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