I looked over at her my gaze full of raw emotion, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry about everything! Nothing ever ends well with me, I'm cursed!"
She shook her head, "I'm not sorry I met you or that I'm here with you right now!"
I heard engine number two cut out. We were gliding now, dead in the air, above the cold ocean below.
"You soon will be!" I stated grimly.
"Is that your island?" Asia asked.
"What!" I said startled, even as I saw what she was pointing at through the clouds of the storm. It was impossible! I picked up my flight plan. We should still be an hour's flight or more away from the island.
I scanned through my calculations. They were all correct, but that was my island! I could tell from the outline of the breakers in the rough seas that formed a small bay on the east side of it. There was no way on Earth that my island should be down there right now.
I glanced over at Asia, "You've been praying again haven't you!"
"Always." She said.
I steered the dead plane towards the island.
"Maybe someone upstairs wants you to have a happy ending this time." Asia commented softly.
"He's just saving you, but believe me I'm very grateful for that!"
"I wasn't praying for myself John. I was praying for you so that you might believe the truth that God loves you and that He wants the best for you!" Asia said pointing at me.
I gripped the flight stick harder, as I was churned up inside by the emotions roiling through me.
"What's it going to take John to make you believe?"
I lashed out at her, "So what, if we're at the island! We still have to jump for it and our chances of landing safely on land are next to nothing! Anything can happen and go wrong, which it likely will!"
Asia's jaw firmed, "So be it John."
The flight stick went dead in my hands and I looked over in consternation at Asia, as I watched her assume control of the gliding plane. She was steering away from the island and going with the wind!
"What the hell are you doing Asia!"
"Hopefully pounding a point home into that thick head of yours!" She responded grimly.
Before I could switch control back over she slammed an old coffee cup down onto the control display and sparks leaped out all along the dash. Asia was out of her seat and into the back of the plane before I could grab at her.
I heard the hatch open, as I tore my seatbelt harness off and lunged up after her. She was standing there parachute harness already on.