EXTRACT : Let us to the battle

The flaming plane halted in a semi-circle at the end of the airstrip. Davie reached above to slide the canopy which miraculously opened freely. Wilcox didn’t wait. He jumped from the burning plane and dashed towards safety spewing vomit. But Davie remained motionless in his seat, his head bowed. The fire trucks arrived and began spraying the fiery plane dousing the flames. Private Scott appeared on the wing tugging at Davie and calling him with urgency. But still, Davie sat there, oblivious, his mind empty of almost everything except for Adele’s words that rummaged through the static and chaos. 

“Promise you’ll fly for me too,” she said. “Promise me …” 

He had never had the chance to reply to her that day. “I promise,” he said. And with those words, he finally let her go.