Aviators

“Grounded.” The dispatcher’s voice crackled over the PA. “There’s a storm coming in off of St. Johns, you fellas might be there a while.” The pilots didn’t mind. The long hauls they’d been flying day in, day out, were taking their toll on morale around the hanger. If Captain Dumont didn’t cut them some slack, God only knows what kind of stunt these boys would pull.