Heart Of Glass -Rooster Bradshaw-

Chapter Eight

It was the day of the funeral and it didn't get any easier.
Mazy and Bradley both showed up at the cemetery in their Navy uniforms, something they never wore.
She looked up at Bradley as they walked over to where the ceremony was about to commence.

Once it began it was already over so fast, Phoenix, Bradley, Coyote, and Mazy folded the flag lifting it off his casket. Tears pricking her eyes as she tried to keep everything together for just this moment.
Once it was folded she carried it over to his wife handing it to her. Offering her a salute as these things always worked out that way and whispered a "I'm so sorry" to her.

Mazy walked back over and stood between Bradley and Phoenix. The 21 gun salute proceeded as they all watched stoic looks on their faces; Although, Mazy's lips fell into a resting line and her eyes were soft tears were steaming down her face. This wasn't going to be easy.
They were practically right about to fly a damn near death mission.

Mav walked to the casket flight wings in hand. He placed them on the casket as he pounded the pin into the casket. Saluting the casket, Mazy knew how hard it was for him too.
They both were feeling grief and guilt at the same time. Both should've went and saw him more, maybe shouldn't of been so hostile at each other?
Finally, four jets flew over the funeral service calling it done. Hours felt like minutes as his family paid the last of their respects, Bradley and Mazy stood at a distance. Bradley's arm around her waist holding her close as Mazy sobbed.
She needed to let it all out and let go of what she was feeling so she was sufficient enough to fly the next day.

Everything continued to challenge the Mitchell's throughout the day. Bradley held Mazy when they got home things weren't continuing to be easier. Sure she had her father backing her life but this was hard and it continued to be.

      Bradley and Mazy sat on the couch mindlessly watching Netflix to just fill some kind of void. They haven't really talked in the past few days about what's been going on. Mazy knew that Bradley was starting to ease up on his grudge against Mav.
She glanced as her phone vibrated and Mav was calling her, "I'll be right back."
Bradley nodded and let her get up as she walked into the kitchen.

"Hello," she hummed.

"I'm not instructing the rest of the classes." Mav sighed.

"What?" Mazy furrowed her eyebrows, why would they suddenly just take Mav off of instructing as they were so close to finishing, "Why?"

"Cyclone is taking over because he thinks you guys still aren't ready to fly. He grounded me but I don't know how well that'll go over." Mav explained.

"This is complete utter bullshit we know we can fly this mission." Mazy grew a little more agitated with this. She knew everyone she was flying with very well she knew if there was anyone who could handle flying it was them.

"I know Mazy, just please be cooperative. Don't be pulling any insubordination because I know you can fly this mission and I want you to. Show them who's kid you really are." Mav rubbed his forehead as he talked to his daughter. Mazy felt a little accomplished hearing those words come out of her fathers mouth.
She had been searching for validation from him her whole life and now she was getting it...finally.