“Hey, head! Do you have eyes?”

“What do you care? Just shut up and fly.”

“Well, I’ve lived with you for so many years and I’ve just realised, shouldn’t you have eyes?”

“Sure, and just because a person might be in military intelligence doesn’t make him smart. Now leave me alone.”

“Well? What do you say? Do you have those eyes or not?”

“I already told you to stop bothering me. I’m sick and tired of you. You’ve been constantly hovering behind my back and jabbering my entire life. You better watch out and not mix anything up. Do you remember what he said?”

“Why do I always have to remember?”

“Because you were on top when we took off. So what did he say?”

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“I don’t care what he said. I’m sick of it. I don’t remember.”

“Are you crazy? Do you know what will happen if we get it wrong?”

“Do. Not. Care.”

“He’ll shoot himself, you fool!”

“And to hell with him! One less bore in the world.”

“You’re lucky I can’t reach you. Otherwise I would strangle the life out of you.”

“Kiss my…”

“It’s time. We’re almost there. He’s going to catch it. We need to quickly land on the right side. Say it now!”

“Do you have eyes?”

“What eyes, you idiot!?”

“Do you have them or not?”

“No! I don’t have eyes! Are you happy?”

“Ha, loser…”

“You moron. Tell me now! Well!?”

“Tails.”

“You’re up, I’m down. Or this idiot will really shoot himself.”

***

Ah-ha! I smartly caught the flipping coin. Now my fate is grasped in my own hand. My fingertips feel the warm smooth edge of the coin.

My heart stands still.

Holding my breath, I unclench my fist.

I look at the tails of the coin forever. Looks like it is my Guardian Angel now.

I take the gun and put it back in a desk drawer. After some thought, I open the top drawer again and carefully place the coin in an old chocolate tin.

There are moments in life when a penny saves more than just a dollar.