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“
We
’
re
going
to
chase
the
dawn
,
Anastasia
.
”
He
turns
and
grins
at
me
as
the
GPS
urges
him
to
turn
right
into
what
looks
like
an
industrial
complex
.
He
pulls
up
outside
a
large
white
building
with
a
sign
reading
BRUNSWICK
SOARING
ASSOCIATION
.
Gliding
!
We
’
re
going
gliding
?
He
switches
off
the
engine
.
“
You
up
for
this
?
”
he
asks
.
“
You
’
re
flying
?
”
“
Yes
.
”
“
Yes
,
please
!
”
I
don
’
t
hesitate
.
He
grins
and
leans
forward
and
kisses
me
.
“
Another
first
,
Miss
Steele
,
”
he
says
as
he
climbs
out
of
the
car
.
First
?
What
sort
of
first
?
First
time
flying
a
glider
…
shit
!
No
—
he
said
that
he
’
s
done
it
before
.
I
relax
.
He
walks
around
and
opens
my
door
.
The
sky
has
turned
to
a
subtle
opal
,
shimmering
and
glowing
softly
behind
the
sporadic
childlike
clouds
.
Dawn
is
upon
us
.
Taking
my
hand
,
Christian
leads
me
around
the
building
to
a
large
stretch
of
tarmac
where
several
planes
are
parked
.
Waiting
beside
them
is
a
man
with
a
shaved
head
and
a
wild
look
in
his
eye
,
accompanied
by
Taylor
.
