Bride Flight Page #5

Life is wonderful.

I've got a feeling, don't laugh at me, but

I've got a feeling it's going to be a boy.

My son and my granddaughter.

Should I have?

Nanna.

- Darling, you look amazing.

Look, from the reins.

- Look at that.

She was backpacking in Australia,

but stayed on on a horse farm.

And not just because of the horses.

How many children have you got?

- Three. All girls.

Then there's my wife. I'm lucky.

Bobby, darling.

Are you coming?

Who is Frank?

You're early.

Explain it to the Minister tonight.

Stop or he'll get too big for his boots.

What brings you here?

- We live here.

Yes, in Khandallah Village.

Esther?

Esther.

Frank lives near here.

You haven't changed a bit.

- We met him at rugby a few years ago.

Now I'm training this little fella.

- My son, Bobby.

Bobby.

Hi Bobby. I'm Esther.

Do you like rugby?

- He doesn't speak any Dutch.

Esther?

We're leaving now, okay?

How long are you planning on staying?

Christchurch was getting too small.

Wow.

- We have a three bedroom house.

Hans built it himself.

It's gorgeous.

- You should drop by some time.

Look at us.

You're busy. Let's go.

Lovely to see you again.

Such a surprise. Good luck.

Do you remember Ada?

Ada van Holland?

We write to each other.

Call me.

Bobby, darling.

Esther.

What's the story with the drive?

I've saved up. I have the money,

but the council won't sell the land.

And I won't build a road for the council.

How long has this been going on?

- I got a letter.

From Marjorie, two years ago, I think.

She bumped into him in Wellington

and they became friends.

Then, out of the blue,

I got a letter from him.

It's perfectly normal.

The things he writes

to a married woman. Is that normal?

He was very friendly back then.

On that air race.

He helped me.

And you wrote back.

Was that normal too?

We don't mean anything by it.

''When I close my eyes, I can still see

your shoulders shining in the Karachi sun.

Your feet dancing on the hot asphalt.

I remember how you

tossed back your ash blond hair...

like a Greek goddess.''

Empty, bombast words,

meant to seduce you.

A true friend would have written

his letters to both of you.

You have lost your way, daughter.

You have failed in your duty as a wife.

You should never, ever desire another.

Ask the Lord for forgiveness

and mend your ways.

Do you have anything to say?

The tea's getting cold.

Your husband can only become an elder

if his house remains beyond reproach.

I might not be the best...

- I'm sorry.

So, here you are.

I was in the area.

An aunt in Wellington. She's not well.

She asked... Derk's aunt, she asked...

So I thought...

It's not as bad as I thought.

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