Caroline Edwin tried to adjust her emotions and got into the zone to continue training the students of Class Four.
After training for several days in a row, the dream she had was cast aside and was no longer thought of.
A week later, the students from all four classes gathered on the training ground.
In front were rows of ordinary airplanes, each exuding a majestic aura that was inspiring.
The students stood together in a disciplined and standard posture, while a part of them were sitting in the pilot's seats of their planes.
Caroline Edwin sat in the co-pilot's seat, next to her in the pilot's seat sat Lionel Grant, wearing training apparel.
His hand caressed the airplane parts, and a strong desire to give it a try shone in the depths of his eyes.
He spoke out, asking, "Instructor, may I have a try? I think I can do it."
"Sure."
Caroline's expression was nonchalant, without a hint of hesitation in her tone, as if she completely trusted his piloting skills.
"Thank you."
