Introduction

The summer of 1935 pilot Kate Evans leaves home looking for adventure . . . And finds more than she bargained for in the Alaskan bush.

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“Vivid writing. Bonnie Leon immerses the reader in the time period, the setting, and deep into the hearts of the characters. I didn’t want to leave them behind when I closed the book.”--Lena Nelson Dooley, author

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Excerpt

Kate Evans pushed open the screen door and stepped

onto the broad front porch of her parents’ farmhouse.

This was supposed to be her wedding day. Instead,

her lace, floor-length gown hung in her closet.

Shifting her pack over one shoulder, she moved to the railing.

Closing her eyes, she savored the feel of a cool breeze on

her skin and breathed in the subtle fragrance of sun-heated

grass. Richard’s image stormed against her peace. She could

see his blond curls spilling onto his brow, his wounded eyes.

He’d always been steady, but her announcement had staggered

him. She wanted to love him enough to stay, but the

turmoil she’d been feeling had escalated until she felt she had

no choice—she just couldn’t go through with it.

She gripped the porch railing, anxiety sweeping over her

like a summer squall. Had she made a terrible mistake? It

was one thing to postpone the wedding and quite another

to call it off all together.

They’d been friends since childhood and were comfortable

with each other. But did that mean they belonged together?

If she stayed, she’d be forced to give up her longtime dream

and would have to settle for a commonplace life. She’d end

up resenting Richard, and she couldn’t bear the thought.

Shaking off her doubts, she turned her gaze to her mother’s

flower gardens. The well-tended yard was bordered by

patches of rich soil embracing velvety pansies and roses

that hummed their splendor. In contrast, a flower bed on

one side was congested with brightly colored dahlias that

shouted at the sun. Beyond were the apple orchards. The

flowers were off the trees now, which were loaded with small

green apples.

Kate folded her arms across her chest. She couldn’t have

picked a worse time to set out on a venture. It was 1935 and

much of the country was in the midst of a crushing drought,

and despite President Roosevelt’s New Deal, the economy

was in shambles.

She heard the screen door creak open and turned to see her

mother step onto the porch. “Hi, Mom,” she said as cheerily

as she could manage.

Joan Evans lifted a picnic basket. “Here’s some food to

take along.” She managed a smile

Kate took the basket. “Thanks.”

Joan picked fading leaves off a hanging basket of red lobelia,

then turned kind eyes on her daughter. “We spent a lot of

summer evenings on this porch.” She pressed her fingertips

to her lips. “I remember you and Alison, sleeping out here

and gabbing until all hours.”

Kate took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to

release the rising ache in her chest. “Those were good days.”

Memories, like a slide show, flitted across her mind until she

purposely pushed them aside.

“Kate, you explained why you’re going, but I know there’s

more.”

“I told you, I want to do something with my life.”

“You don’t think being a wife and raising a family is doing

something?”

“It is, but it’s not right for me, not now. I have to . . .”

There was no way to describe how she felt—as if her heart

would shatter if she didn’t get away. She had to do something

that mattered, something better than just being what people

expected, a farm girl who got married and had babies. And

better than the girl who larked about with planes.

Joan settled into a wicker chair.

Kate knew what was coming, and she didn’t want to discuss

any of it. She sat on the edge of a chair and set her pack

on the ground. She held the basket in her lap. Clasping her

hands around it, she pulled it against her stomach, hanging

onto it as if it were an anchor.

Joan began gently. “I know a day doesn’t go by that you

don’t remember and feel the burden of . . . of Alison’s death.”

She studied the dead leaves she cradled in her hands, then

looked at her daughter. “It was a long time ago. It’s over. You

can’t get that day back. You have to go on with your life.”

Kate pursed her lips. She’d decided not to speak, but no

matter how she tried to hold back the words, they spilled out

anyway. “You don’t know what it’s like—every day knowing

she’s dead and that it’s my fault. If I hadn’t been so full

of myself, so careless, Alison would still be alive. She’d be

married and have babies and her mom and dad would still

be happy—and they wouldn’t hate me.”

.

“Not living your life won’t bring her back, it won’t make

anything better.”

“I’m trying to live my life. But I can’t do it here. Every time

I go into town I’m afraid I’ll see her mother or father . . . or

her brother or—”

“Kate, you can’t let the past rule the present.”

“That’s just it. As long as I stay here, everything is about

the past. I need to start over in a place where I can prove myself,

a place where I’m free to live without shadows of that

horrible day dogging me.” She shook her head, squeezing

back tears. “After the accident, I was too afraid to even go

up in a plane. I thought I’d never fly again, but Dad helped

me and I did. I’m a good pilot because of him. Now, well

. . . I’m twenty-five years old, and I’ve got to do something

with that ability while I still have time. And I want you to

be proud of me.”

“We are. You know that.”

Kate chewed on her lower lip. “Okay, but I’ve got to be

proud of me too.”

“Alaska’s a dangerous place, especially for pilots.”

The front door opened and Kate’s father stepped out. “So,

Katie, you ready?”

She grabbed her pack and stood. “All set.”

Bill Evans slung an arm around his daughter’s shoulders.

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Discussion Questions

From the Publisher:

1. When Kate left Yakima do you think she was running away from her past or moving toward her future? Similarly Paul ran from tragic circumstances to Alaska. Why do you think he and Kate chose Alaska? And do you think running from our heartaches (at least temporarily) can sometimes be a good thing? Why or why not?

2. Do you believe chasing after far-fetched dreams is something to be admired or to be considered foolhardy? Why? What does it say about Kate’s personality that she took off on her own with high hopes but a vague plan?

3. Sassa said Paul wasn’t the right choice for Kate. Who do you think really belongs together? Are you happy with Kate’s choice?

4. In the 1920’s, 30’s and 40’s being a bush pilot was extremely dangerous. Why do you think pilots chose to fly the Alaskan Territory? Can you see yourself doing something that would consistently test your courage and skill? If so, what would it be?

5. Jack gave Kate a hard time. What do you think was at the core of his behavior? If you were Kate how would you have handled the situation?

6. Nena was afraid to fly, Paul was afraid to face his past, and Kate feared failure. Fear can have a profound effect on our lives. What is the best way to face our fears? If we give in to fear are the results always negative?

7. Kate decided that flying was all she needed. How do you feel about this? Can a career be enough?

8. Kate can’t forgive herself for Alison’s death. She believes being an exceptional pilot will help wipe away the guilt. Can achievements ever truly offer absolution?

9. When Paul and Kate go clam digging it marks a change in their relationship. Do you remember a first date with someone who turned out to be “the one?” Would you like to share?

10. Paul blames himself and God for his wife’s and son’s death. Why do people blame God for tragedies? And why do you think God allows such misfortunes?

11. Kate faced the most difficult of circumstances when her plane goes down, but she keeps her wits about her. How do you react in a crisis? Do you have a story you’d like to share about an emergency you’ve faced?

12. When Paul and Mike search for Kate, Paul prays, something he hasn’t done in a long while. We are often like Paul and wait to talk to God only when we feel there’s no other choice. What do you think the most common reason is to make him our last choice?

13. What is your favorite scene and who is your favorite character?

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