|Jack Sloper (jackisnimble) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-09-12 10:19:00
|Entry tags:||!2003: 09, !complete, andrew kirke, jack sloper|
Who: Jack Sloper and Andrew Kirke.
When: September 12th. Morning.
What: Flying re-lesson.
Jack was determined to get Andrew back on a broomstick. His friend hadn't always been afraid to fly. And he knew the fall had shaken his nerve a whole lot (which he didn't entirely understand, but Jack was someone who had fallen from many things, broomsticks included, and so he didn't have the same vantage point) but he also was sure Andrew could get over that. As was often the case, he seemed to have more faith in Andrew than Andrew had in himself. Which he wished was not the case.
It had taken some cajolling, and then some more, but finally Andrew not only agreed, but agreed to a specific time and place and not a general 'okay'. And so Sunday morning had them heading outside, Jack with his broomstick in hand, and Andrew on the other hand.
It was a nice day, for mid-September, warm enough but not hot. "This is going to be good, you'll see," he told his bestie as they made their way to a bit of secluded park area where they wouldn't be seen by anyone, wouldn't be interrupted. "Everything's going to be okay." He gave Andrew's hand a squeeze for good measure.