To the casual cockpit observer, landing-gear operation appears to be one of the most elementary tasks we have to perform. Either the switch is up and the lights are out, or it's down and there are three greens.
[…] imitations that bear the same name as the things […]
My formal Spanish must have sounded as pretentious to the ears of the paisano as “Whither goeth my sire?” would have sounded to a semi-literate Ozark mountaineer.
My phone rings, interrupting my thoughts. Glancing down at the screen, I smile when I see Laurie's name. “Yeah?” I answer pointedly. “New phone, who dis?” Laurie starts to laugh.
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