riding the balloon

gas balloon 23.2.14

She looked down, it was so beautiful, just like she thought, they could see the tops of the trees, hill tops were just a few hundred meters down.

Clouds looked like mist.

“How will we get down?” she asked, almost in tears.

“It was your idea to fly your father’s baloon… it will be fun… now you get us down!” he grumbled and then grinned. “Dont worry, I know how to.”

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