3 Quotes by Meg Merriet

The more you say goodbye, the stupider you’ll feel when we’re blitzed as bats at the victory party.

Soaring at this altitude, I saw Elsace as something so much cleaner. Lakes turned to puddles, cities into toys. The squalor of the slums went invisible and everything smelled fresh like rain. It was one of the reasons I loved the Wastrel. I felt so far away from all that misery down below.

An aircraft operated by a woman was unheard of in the sky. Women were bad luck, started fires, caused fights.