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The Last Flight Chapter 14

Date: 2/12/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

be all right?” he whispered, thinking I could not hear him. Pamela looked at me before answering. “In truth?” she said, “I don't know.” and smiled a sad smile then, turning back to face him, “Tell them to release the passengers. I will be there in a moment.” “It seems you are far more hurt than your dressings would suggest. If I can help in any way...” she said to me. “I think you may be right,” I agreed, rather shakily as I was still trembling from the shock and fear I had felt. “I had no idea it would be like this.” I dropped my eyes and turned my face away. “The Airline will look after you I'm sure,” she smiled. “I hope so, I love this job.” “I know,” she replied with that same sad expression that made me wonder just how much the airline would indeed help. Pamela kissed me gently on the cheek and returned to the aeroplane after wishing me good luck and a few minutes later I was in the medical centre in the main terminal building where I waited patiently for an airline representative to arrive. It was no more than thirty minutes later that the door opened and none other than the director who had visited me in hospital appeared. “Hello, Karen,” he greeted me, with some difficulty it seemed. “Well, we do have a problem don't we.” I nodded silently. I had no idea what to say to him and he didn't seem to have much more of an idea himself. After an awkward pause he pulled up a chair and sat facing me. “I will be honest with you,” he began, “ I have never had to deal with the ... experiences you have had.” I could almost see his brain spinning behind his eyes.”We have never lost an aircraft before so this is new to all of us.” “I know,” I replied. “It is new to me too.” Just then, my father spoke up. “I do,” he simply said. The director looked at him. You do?” he said, “And who might you be?” “I am a relative. I fought through two world wars and I know exactly how Karen is feeling at this moment. I would like to make a suggestion.” “Suggest away, Mister... erm?” Without giving his name, my dad continued. “I would like to offer Karen a room at my farm until she is well enough to return home. I will get help for her.” “Oh, well,” the director seemed doubtful, “I was going to arrange for her to return home by train and the ferry...” “If she stays with me, if she wants to, of course,” he added looking momentarily at me, “I will offer a deal. I will not take anything for her staying with me but the airline will have to pay for any medical expenses that are incurred. I cannot afford that.” The director looked at me. “Do you think that would help you, Karen?” he asked. I smiled a thin, weary smile. “In all honesty, I don't know,” I looked at my dad. He seemed little surprised and I turned back to the director. “I would like to try though. I will not be alone, at least.” He studied me for a moment, deep in thought, weighing up the options. After what seemed an age he made up his mind. “Alright then,” he said, “I will call London. I don't expect an answer tonight ...