“What do you think you’re doing?”
“This plane is supposed to be unmanned!” says Sam. He was scandalized.
“Answer my question!”
“Were you sleeping in there?”
“What’s it to you?”
“I wanta fly the little plane!” says Billy, who proceeds to have a kicking and screaming fit on the grass. “You promised!”
I shivered. The Watch guy was backing Sam back down to ground level. Things are happening and once more I am a spectator. I’m paralyzed, and my mouth has dried up, not that I can think of anything to say.
“We were on our way to the meeting, and he wanted to check out the Drone, man.” says Chris, pointing to the flailing Billy, and giving the Watch guy a big smile. “He’s just a big Retard. Are you the pilot?”
“You know, you almost pass, but I can tell, and this Fly boy don‘t answer to Coloreds.”
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