Community TooChapter 47
Cindy’s turn: “Weren’t you here, like, a couple of weeks ago?” That was Barry Rotkopf, the FAA designated flight examiner at the big airport in Mobile. “Feels like it,” I smiled. “Yet here I am again.” “Wally warned me. He says if I pass you for your commercial, he’s coming gunning for me. Show me your driver’s license.” I whipped it out and put it on the desk in front of him. ““Good, Lord, Cindy, you’re eighteen years and ONE DAY old.” “I didn’t want to dawdle,” I said. “You’re gonna...