At that they began circling for a landing.
At 2:15 that night they had breakfast sitting on stools in a little all-night stand.
“Lots of coffee and plenty of oatmeal with cream,” was Mary’s order.
“And good, brown toast with well-done bacon,” Sparky added.
“Nervous?” he asked as her fingers shook a bit.
“Yes.”
“That’s fine. I wouldn’t give a plugged nickel for a partner that didn’t have nerves. It’s part of our equipment. Keeps us on our toes. But you’re not scared?”
“Just a little.”
“Don’t be!” He grinned. “It’s only a step.”