Mandy
The roar of the engines has muted to a constant drone as I look around the airplane's cabin. Sally is looking at me with a big s**t-eating grin on her face as she leans forward from the other side of the aisle and lifts her glass of wine my direction. I've already told her that I hate her and I'm never speaking to her again, but it doesn't stop me from lifting my glass to her in an air toast.
Malcolm squeezes my hand. “Are you all right? I had no idea you've never flown before."
My shoulders move up and down. “Again, you could have asked."
He bends down and plants a kiss on my cheek. “I just did. Are you all right?"
“Well, other than never speaking to my best friend or mother again, I think I'm all right." I turn and look out the small window. Above the clouds the sun is still
