The Closet- Chapter 3

Chapter 3

As it turned out, a lot could actually go wrong. We boarded Air Force 1 ½, his own private plane, and took off. My parents had given me a credit card so I could buy all of the clothes that I needed in Paris. My parents had said yes right away when I asked about France. I mean, he was the president’s son; he had to be nice, right? They knew his father, he had eight bodyguards with him, so everything will be fine, right?

Everything was fine until about one o’clock. That’s when we saw the green smoke rising from the navigational equipment. That’s when the plane started to go down. And down it went, spiraling crazily as it fell through the clouds. We were going to die!

We probably would have, had it been anything but one of the White House planes. You see, this plane was special. It turned into a hot air balloon! As we were falling, the wings were falling off, and a balloon was rising from the top. Then we were swept away, into the night riding on the Presidential Emergency hot air balloon.