…One month later…

‘Oh come on! Don’t be boring!’ said Roger with a twinkle in his eye as he stepped from the smouldering wreckage of the bi-plane.

‘Boring is just fine,’ said Rhonda, as Roger brushed fragments of the windscreen from his shoulder and slapped at some red embers on his jacket.

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‘Don’t be silly. It was just a little spin. You don’t have to crash, just loop the loop. You won’t regret it honey-pop.’

Rhonda winced. ‘Honey-pop’ wasn’t like the kind of thing he would say at all. It was only a small detail, but one that jarred and broke the spell. She made a mental note to adjust the program later, but for now it didn’t matter. She had learned not to fret over the small things. She took his hand and said, ‘I don’t need excitement, Roger, not when I’ve got you.’