Dino asked.“You mean for the past week?”“You’ve been gone a week?”“Dino, remember when I went to Lakeland, Florida, to ground school for the new airplane? For a week?”“That’s where you’ve been?”“No. I’ve been in Vero Beach, Florida, for flight training.”“For a week?”“For three days.”“You have a new airplane?”“Not exactly. I had the engine removed from my Piper Malibu Mirage and replaced with a turbine — that’s a jet engine, turning a propeller. So now it’s called a JetProp, and it’s like a new airplane, and because it’s like a new airplane, my insurance company insisted I have flight training in it from a guy named John Mariani, in Vero Beach.”“Whatever you say.”“Dino, why don’t you remember any of this? How much have you had to drink?”“You think I’m drinking too much?”“You seem to be in a state.”“What sort of state?”“The word stupor leaps to mind.”“Genevieve will be here in a few minutes,” Dino said.
