They talked, ate dinner, and she even cleaned up the dishes. He went back to work while she took her time cleaning up. 7:30 almost she noticed on her clock. It was time. She undressed, took her time putting on the blue camisole, and looked at sexy looking body in the mirror. She smiled and turned and she looked at how her young petite figure looked in the camisole. “I think I look pretty good,” she told herself. “I hope he think so too.” And then just before she walked out of her room she put on the new pajamas she got in addition to her camisole. She knocked on his door. “Yes?” he said. “Daddy, are you busy?” she said. He said no he wasn’t. “May I come in?” he said yes. She walked in wearing both her pajamas which covered up her camisole. “You’re not busy are you?” she asked. He said no he wasn’t. “I have a couple questions for you.” “Okay shoot,” he told her. “I want you opinion. Do you like these pajamas?” she asked. “Sure, are they new?” he said. “Yes, but I got them at half. His mind kept turning back to the last few seconds in the air, when the threat alarms on his flyer let out an ear splitting warning tone and the controls went dead in his hands. The flyer dropped like a proverbial stone, smashing through the forest canopy below like the fist of an angry god. It was all a jumble, that fall from the sky. The horrific screech of tearing metal, the crystal tinkling of shattered glass and a voice, his voice?, screaming.It was dark when he woke in the fork of a tree, the junction of a shattered branch almost as thick as his waist and the trunk so large he could not wrap his arms around. Through the destroyed canopy along the path of his crash, he could make out the stars shining and the hint of a moon somewhere to his left. His entire body hurt and breathing sent jagged slivers white-hot fire through his chest. His left leg was a throbbing mass of pain from the knee up, and numb below. His right leg was a little better, though that was a relative term,.
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