New Toy

                “This had better work this time,” Zephel muttered. He made one more adjustment on the control, donned his goggles and prepared for takeoff.

                Randy had just set the radio to a station that played mostly ballads.  Angelique smiled at his choice. He sat down on the grass next to her and put his arm around her.  She rested her head against his shoulder.

                The music was replaced by static. Monique started barking, having been awakened from her nap by an awful noise. Randy and Angelique looked up to see Zephel soaring past in a flying device undoubtedly of his own creation. Unfortunately, it seemed to operate on the same wavelength as the radio station Randy had chosen.

                Angelique shook her head. “Sometimes I think Zephel never thinks about anybody but himself. I know he didn’t interrupt our date on purpose, but. . .”

                Randy smiled and kissed her forehead. “If he did, it’s just because he’s jealous that the prettiest, sweetest girl in the universe has fallen in love with me and not him.”

                She started to blush. “Thank you.” The radio came back on and she snuggled closer to him. This was what was important. Being with the man she loved more than her own life.