Publisher's Synopsis
He flew the P-51 with "Seboney" on the cowling, low over the water skimming the waves. His hand on the stick, his eyes burning with vengeance and hate the thought came to him - he would never fly into harm's way like this ever again! The plane rose up from the waves and roared over the shattered deck. She reached up as though to touch it and hope came suddenly with her tears. Her eyes alight she cried out, "Look Miro, look! Seboney! Seboney!!"
