Page 62 of Hold You Close
I get into the black sedan to head back to the airport. Back to the kids and Ian.
It’s strange how in just a few short weeks my entire life has been altered. Things were so simple before. I wouldn’t have hesitated to take this trip because I had nothing keeping me in Vegas. Sabrina wasn’t impacted by my work life and she was really all I had.
Now, it’s the kids and Ian. I spent the entire trip messaging them, trying to make sure everyone was okay and didn’t need anything.
Ian ended up taking the kids to the club Friday night, which I am still not even a little bit okay with, but they left before the doors opened. Yesterday, he had his manager come stay at the house for a few hours when he went in. He didn’t tell me this, but Morgan sure did.
I plan to talk to him about that.
The drive to the airport is long, and I end up taking a nap. Once I get to the airport, check in, and arrive at my gate, the flight is boarding. I pull out my phone, remembering that he sent me a text I never responded to.
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Ian: What time do you land?
Me: I get in around two. I’ll be there to watch the kids tonight, don’t worry. I took off the next few days since I need to work on a proposal.
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Then I shoot a message to Morgan.
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Me: Did you get your project done or do we need to work on it when I get home?
Morgan: It’s done, Uncle Ian helped. Well, kind of.
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Oh, God. I was good up until the ‘kind of.’
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Ian: I’m not worried, but thanks. What airline are you flying?
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I send him the screenshot of my flight info so he knows what time to expect me. I’ll have plenty of time to get home, showered, and ready before he needs to leave. The flight attendant comes over the speaker, informing us we have to power down.
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Me: Flight is taking off now. I’ll see you later.
Ian: See you soon.
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Yeah, you will, and I pray to God you and I haven’t lost our minds.
“Thank you for flying with us.” The flight attendant smiles as I deplane.
“Sure.” I smile back but don’t mean it.
The flight was awful.
Turbulence was out of control, some kid was kicking my seat, even though I was in first class, and I couldn’t get the Wi-Fi to work.
Seriously, worst flight ever. Well, maybe not the worst flight, because it actually landed. But it still sucked.
