Mary Wells’s Secret Apparatus

I have been flying so much all my life, I hide a couple of wings I have grown under my arms. I always listen to instructions. Planes are not all alike. I am always checking what they say, where everything is. I try not to appear as nutty as I am when I am on planes. My husband ran airlines and never trusted a plane or a pilot or fate. We were controlled but unhappy from the appearance of the first cloud, from the first shake.

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