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car seats and baby supplies consume a lot of space. I think I want our baby sitters to be able to join us when we go places. I think I want to know we will always have as many enforcers as we need. And I think this all represents a problem to be solved. But I don't know what the proper solution is."
    Lara laughed at referring to Angel and Scarlett as our baby sitters.
    "If we buy one more airplane," Lara said. "June and Angel can each fly one. You and I can take the third."
    "What about when Angel isn't coming?" I asked.
    "Then you fly one, I fly one," she said.
    "I like flying with you," I told her. "I don't think that is going to change."
    Lara considered the problem quietly for a minute.
    "Is this spending too much money?" I asked her.
    "Not hardly," she said. "You wouldn't be up to piloting a six-seater for a while."
    "Are you?"
    "It depends on the airplane," she said. "But if I'm not ready now, I can be made ready." She smiled. " I'll get June looking for the right airplane." Lara pulled me into a kiss, then pushed me away.
    "Good lord, you still aren't done spending money!"
    "It's not me! It's Elisabeth!"
    "I am starting to understand why you took more than ten minutes," Lara said, but she was still smiling. "How many more of these are there?"
    "Just one."
    "What?"
    "Elisabeth thinks I would make a good helicopter pilot and points out the pack doesn't have one."
    Lara began roaring with laughter.
    "Is it that ridiculous an idea?" I asked, a little hurt.
    "No, honey, it's not ridiculous at all. She's been trying to get me to agree to take helicopter lessons for years."
    "Why haven't you?"
    She grinned. "Mostly just to vex my sister."
    "Why doesn't she just do it herself?"
    "She tried to learn to fly an airplane," Lara said. "She kept getting sick."
    "I can't imagine she'll want to ride in a helicopter with me. She hates letting me fly the airplane."
    "She wants a heliport across the road," Lara said.
    "Make her pay for it."
    Lara laughed. "The pack would pay for the heliport. I would have to buy the helicopter. Probably two helicopters."
    "One a trainer?"
    "Yes."
    "That sounds expensive," I said.
    "It is," Lara agreed.
    "So tell her 'no'."
    "I don't think so," Lara said. "There would be advantages."
    "I think whether or not I learn to fly helicopters, I should learn to fly airplanes first. We can come back to this next year."
    "I agree," Lara said. "Are you done now? May I please ravish your delectable body?"
    I lay back against my pillow, putting a wrist against my forehead. "If you must," I sighed.
    So she did.
    * * * *
    I called June in the morning before school. She laughed and told me she had been expecting the call; Elisabeth had called her last night.
    "If she wants it, and the weather holds, I can get Angel her license before her classes start. Ground school begins tonight, seven PM in the school. Three hours a night."
    "We're flying up to Bayfield Friday afternoon."
    "Good. Your first flight is this afternoon at four."
    I laughed. "So soon?"
    "Yes." She paused. "Alpha?"
    "Enforcer?"
    "May I teach Benny to fly?" Benny was a human June was dating. He ran the boathouse in Bayfield where we rented kayaks. He and I had been friends for years. Years ago, Benny had caught me wistfully eyeing the kayaks leaving his boathouse.
    "Did you want to try it?" he had asked.
    "Oh, I couldn't," I told him. I'd been embarrassed; I very much wanted to try it, but I couldn't afford it.
    "Can you swim?" he had asked.
    "Yes."
    He had studied me for a moment then said, "Look, my employee is sick today. It's quiet right now but it will be busy later. I'll teach you to kayak now if you'll lend a hand later."
    We'd been friends every since. He was a kind, decent man.
    "You haven't been?" I was surprised.
    "They aren't my aircraft," she said. "He flies when we're together, but it's similar to the lessons you have been getting. Not formal."
    "I don't know how much of Lara's money you're asking to spend."
    "None," she said. "Other than