This was always one of my favorite parts to The Little Universe, where Jon begins to realize the potentials and temptations (both good and bad) from his new found employment.
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One night after a lesson with Jessica, I landed my PFD
outside my apartment. A car pulled up next to me. I locked the cabin door and
was about to walk up my apartment steps, when a young woman with bright red
hair got out of the car and approached me.
“That thing is amazing,” she said.
“It’s pretty cool.”
“You gave a friend of mine a ride two weeks ago.
Remember Molly?”
“The girl I met outside the liquor store?”
“You flew over my house that evening. I waved to you
from my window.”
“That was you?”
“Molly said it was the most fun she’s ever had.”
“I’d have to agree with that,” I told her.
“Could you take me for a ride?”
“I was about to turn in for the night. Maybe tomorrow?”
“It took me two weeks to figure out where you lived.”
“You’ve been following me?” I asked.
“Every night. I watch the skies and drive the
direction I see you go until I lose you. Then I wait there the next evening
until I see you overhead. I kept making progress until tonight. I finally found
you.”
I looked at her more closely in the dark. She was one
of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. She had striking red hair and the
face of a model. She also wore shorts and a tight blouse revealing long legs
and ample curves. I had never been approached by such a beauty. I realized the
pick-up potential my new toy was providing. She repeated how interested she
would be in a ride, even for just a few minutes.
“Please take me for a ride. I’ll pay you,” she offered.
“What’s your name?”
“Brandi.”
How could I say no? I unlocked the cabin door and
helped Brandi climb up. I buckled her into the passenger’s harness. We took off
and flew over the woods behind my apartment.
I told Brandi, “Let me know if anything is too frightening.”
Then I proceeded to perform a few stunts. We did several rolls. Brandi clutched
my torso and pressed her chest into my back.
She shouted in my ear, “Molly was right! I love it!”
She directed me to fly over her house and then over a
few homes of her friends, including Molly’s. She was hoping to see someone, but
it was late. After half an hour, we were getting low on fuel. I flew the craft back
to my apartment.
Brandi was elated. When we jumped down from the cabin
of the PFD, she asked, “May I come inside?”
I thought about Whitney and wondered if I had an
obligation to say anything. I let Brandi in and apologized for the mess. She
didn’t care. She was still high from the flight.
She said, “That was like a dream come true.”
“I can relate.”
“What about you, Jon? What are some of your dreams?”