Uncle Andy

Ami's uncle Andy likes playing the part of aviator and owns his own plane.  Not a jet, but a sturdy little Cessna.  Ami's dad drops her off with uncle Andy at Merrill Field in Anchorage, and she flies with a small group back to Aurora Bay where she'll live at her uncle's cabin.

“You’ve got a choice,” Andy told her in his best game-show-host voice, standing in the hallway between two rooms.  “The Susitna Room or the Alyeska Room.”  She rolled her eyes at the names that sounded like bed-and-breakfast suites, but they were definitely well named for what they were.  The first had a huge picture of the Sleeping Lady at sunset over the blue and white bed, with a matching lamp on a side table.  There was also a comfy looking chair in front of a wooden desk and a bookcase that was mostly empty.  The second room had pictures of ski slopes and skiing, and the bed and matching couch were a sporty blue and red plaid.  Ami wrinkled her nose at the second one and turned back to the Susitna Room. 

“This will be perfect,” she told Andy, honestly.  They brought in her bags, and she left them on the floor for the time being so she could test out the bed.  She was so tired that she barely heard her Uncle’s “good night” as he closed the door.