A big thank you to my friend Sara for agreeing to read and guest review this short novelette!

In the beginning, one man insinuated that a woman would not want to (or be able to) fly. From that moment, Sylvia decided to get her pilot’s license. This delightful tale proceeds to tell the story of how Sylvia conquered her own fears and learned to fly. She faced the challenges of learning a new skill in a foreign country at a pace that would have daunted anyone.

As a child, both of my parents chose to get their pilot’s license and I spent much of my childhood at small airports, listening to the tales of pilots. This novelette reminded me of the stories my mom told of learning to fly and of the feeling of being airborne in a small plane. The author’s vivid descriptions brought back memories of weekends spent flying with my parents, and the familiar rituals of pilots everywhere.

Stepping away from my trip down memory lane, I enjoyed this story for its own value. Sylvia reminded me that even these many years after the Women’s Liberation Movement peaked, women still strive to prove themselves as capable as men. In fact, we continue to try to prove ourselves where the only prejudice that exists is in our minds. Sometimes, “you fly like a woman” is a compliment!

The writing delighted me with wonderful descriptions of Spain and of the act of flying. My only true complaint, it was TOO short! I wanted to read more. I look forward to reading more of Ms. Wrigley’s writings.

Disclosure: We received a copy of this book from the author for reviewing purposes only. Our honest opinions are expressed in this review, and may differ greatly from others who have read–or are planning to read–this book.