at the Park

“Why… wh-why…”

Zeria was crying on a bench at the park because a week Zeria and her friend thought that the weather was okay for her friend to fly in. So on that day her friend, also a professional pilot, took the biplane for a spin. And then the storm hit, and Zeria’s friend never saw the light of day again

”h-how… w-we were sure…”