AND Mac sat on a row of crates just inside the huge hangar door. They sipped cold beers, served in longneck bottles, as they stared out into the midafternoon sunshine. “Where are you headed next?” Buddy asked. Mac took a long sip of his beer. “I haven’t decided. I thought I’d stick around here for another week while I line up some jobs.” “You’re welcome to stay,” Buddy said. “You’ve done a good job with the crop dusting. And it’s going to be a while before I can fly a plane myself. Got to stop taking the pain medication first.” “How are you feeling?” Mac asked. “Old,” Buddy said. “Way too old.” He shook his head. “Where did all the years go?” “You have regrets?” Mac asked. “Sure, I got plenty,” Buddy said. “I never settled down, found myself a wife. I always figured I’d have time for all that.
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