. what kind of a crate are they flying?" Ilyushin," I interupted."That's just what I was thinking ... it's an illusion." Chuck Taylor sighed. "Tim? Ar... we dead?" Not yet, " said Tim."Yes," broadcast the Mariner."Sort of," said Wendy into her mike. "It depends on my watch." Chuck?" I interrupted, "that plane Tim is flying? It's Italian. It's a Fascist aircraft built by Fiat. It's called a G55. It's so new it's not in the recognition manual. There's more ... this Ilyushin Il-14 wasn't built until. Avan angaye ennai kati pidithu vitan, anal angu athai yaarum parka villai enathu thulai pesi numberai koduthu vittu vetirku vanthu viten.Andru sikiramaaga iravu unavu sapitu vittu avan eppozhuthu message seivaan endru thunguvathai pondru porvaikul pugunthu kondu mobilelai paarthu kondu irunthen. AppozhuthuVickey: hi baby!Me: hi..Vickey: ena seigiraai?Me: ondrum seiya villai, nee ena seigiraai?Vickey: naan unnai patriye ninaithu kondu irukiren, enaku unudan veliyil engavathu thaniyaaga sela. They start off cautious and soon get comfortable and are having a great time on the runs together.After a nice lunch both are getting reacquainted and finding each other really fun to be around. They get back on their boards and head for the black (more expert runs). She is so trusting of him. She has always admired him, his good looks, and his kindness and warmth. She hasn’t seen him in person since the funeral, but when they were younger, they were close in some soulful way despite their age. My mind kept drifting back to the events of the night before. Was she serious? Was this just fantasy? Was I actually considering taking the next step? I sent a quick text "Hi babe, hope you're having a great day, last night was fun, Love you." A few minutes later I received a text notification, looked at the phone to see her reply. "Ikr... Can't wait to see you tonight, Love you too." This made me both excited and a little nervous. Since I was the first to return home I picked up some takeout.