Turning Pointe
“The seat belt light clicking off doesn’t ease my nerves at all. Next to me, Aly kicks off her shoes and stretches, her back arching a little bit. She offers me one of the bags of pretzels she bought before we boarded and I shake my head. I’ll need one of those puke bags if I eat anything. And if I smell puke, I won’t stop puking, making this the longest flight over the Atlantic in the history of mankind. We won’t land in Amsterdam for seven more hours, and I can’t even imagine getting through t...he next ten minutes.
Aly still smells like chlorine from our swim this morning when she leans sideways and elbows me hard right in the ribs. “You’re white as a ghost.”
“Put the pretzels away,” I mutter. “They’re making me nauseous.”
The plane hits a patch of turbulence and I grip my armrests tightly. Aly reaches over and peels my hand off, one finger at a time, and lets me grip her hand instead. She smiles at me, her face clear of all that confusion from last night.MoreLess
Aly still smells like chlorine from our swim this morning when she leans sideways and elbows me hard right in the ribs. “You’re white as a ghost.”
“Put the pretzels away,” I mutter. “They’re making me nauseous.”
The plane hits a patch of turbulence and I grip my armrests tightly. Aly reaches over and peels my hand off, one finger at a time, and lets me grip her hand instead. She smiles at me, her face clear of all that confusion from last night.MoreLess
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