Wing-ed words. When Mr. Courtney reveals the impending family move to an isolated logger's raft, budding Alaska bush pilot Wilma, sixteen, despairs at the prospect of leaving familiar surroundings and friends. Suddenly she realizes she loves Marc Hale, an orphan raised by her family and, at twenty-three, the source of her flying passion. The houseboat surpasses her expectations, but as she gets her moorings she laments the distant flyer: ""her heartache was her exile not the place."" The inner turmoil increases, and you can almost hear the pitter-putter when, back in town, she meets Marc's eyes across a crowded room. Waiting at the hangar, she senses disaster in his tardiness, flies to the nearest cockpit for her first solo flight; maneuvering a complicated lake landing (another first), she rescues the injured heartthrob, and flies him back for medical treatment. A bleeding-heart hospital scene eases the pain as both exchange mutual expressions of love. Over and out.