Part Two – Chapter Twelve – Nope, Yep, Nope.
Kris lay holding Sienna close, his hands gently stroking her hair, in an effort to calm her. It was bad turbulence, not dangerous, but the plane was bobbing about more than usual. Sienna snuggled into his chest, wrapping her arms around his strong body, and gripping him to her.
“I wish it would stop.” She whispered to him.
“It will eventually, try not to worry, we are not in any danger, it is just air pockets, not bad weather.” Kris attempted to reassure her again.
The plane dipped, then climbed again, making Sienna let out a squeal once more.
“s**t, I hate flying. Why did we fly? Could we not have taken a boat? I would rather row a boat myself than this.” She asked, half joking, half being serious.
“I tell you what, we will have to
