Grace hurries past the end of the airstrip.
Tags: grace / scrumpy
“The airport was a small white wooden building with a covered porch out front, where a few tourists waited on benches for the next plane. We took the path that skirted around the end of the runway, between it and the water. Grace broke into a run, stopping only when she was safely on the other side of the airstrip.”
–from “Saving Scrumpy”