That Time I Kissed The Groomsman Grump by Julie Christianson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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NATALIE
People who are scared to fly probably shouldn’t book an aisle seat in the
last row next to the lavatory. But a first class-ticket wasn’t in my budget,
and this is only the third flight I’ve ever taken, so what do I know about the
best location for sitting?
Maybe everyone’s super jealous of my toilet proximity.
Either way, I do know my phone battery is at three percent, and my
charger is packed in my overstuffed carry-on. Too bad the flight attendant
made everyone in the back half of the plane check their bags. If you ask me,
I could’ve at least tried to shove my bag under the seat. But the lady in the
navy-blue pantsuit didn’t ask. She simply attached a baggage claim tag to
my hot-pink Samsonite, then parked it with the other luggage on the
boarding bridge.
The rest of my worldly belongings are packed up in my apartment back
in Rochester, New York, and I just spent a whirlwind three days in Los
Angeles, preparing for my big cross-country move. I’m on a flight back to
Albany now, but instead of returning to Rochester, I’ll be heading to my
hometown for my brother’s wedding.
As I slip into my seat, my insides leap into somersaults. This is partly
from nerves, and partly from hunger. The LAX security line was so long, I
didn’t have time to grab even a bagel or donut before boarding. Hopefully,
my growling stomach won’t disturb the man sitting next to me. He’s already
snoring, his bald head propped against a neck pillow and the window.
On second thought, I wish he’d wake up so I could ask him to shut the
shade. I don’t want to see out the window. Not even a glimpse of cloud and
sky. So I turn away—hey, look! A lavatory!—and beg my racing heart to
wind itself down.
Be rational, Natalie.
For the record, I’ve memorized plenty of statistics proving planes are
safer than cars. My prefrontal cortex understands the numbers, but my
lizard brain doesn’t believe me. I even chose a college knowing I wouldn’t
have to fly to get there. The University of Rochester is a five-hour bus ride
from my hometown. So during the past six years of undergraduate studies,
nursing school, and internships, I never had to board a plane to get to from
there to Abieville. Of course, this won’t be the case once I move to Los
Angeles, but I can’t let my fear of flying stop me from living.
Well, I could, but I won’t.
Slipping my phone from my purse, I see the battery’s dropped to two
percent, so I quickly scroll through the new messages that came in while I
was in the security line. The first text is from Kasey, my brother’s fiancée.
KASEY: I’ll be at Buttons and Bows for the final fittings by the time you
land. Sorry we can’t wait, but I know you’ll join us as soon as you can.
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