Page 103 of The Five-Star Weekend


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On the flight home from Rome, they hear the usual announcement: “Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking.”

The voice is unmistakable.

Brooke grabs Hollis’s forearm from across the aisle. “It’sGigi,” she says. “She’s our pilot! I can’t believe this. We need to go up and say hello!”

Is Hollis alarmed or even horrified that Gigi is flying their plane?

Not at all. Though Hollis and Gigi no longer text, Hollis does sometimes zoom in on the Kitchen Lights that are glowing in the Buckhead area of Atlanta. She imagines the light on in Gigi’s kitchen, imagines that Gigi is, perhaps, trying her hand at Hollis’s shatteringly crispy fried chicken recipe. Hollis hopes Gigi has someone new at her side—maybe a fellow pilot, maybe a guy she met at the gym, maybe Mabel’s veterinarian. It doesn’t matter who it is, as long as Gigi is his number one.

“We will,” Hollis says. “But let’s wait until we’ve landed safely.” She leans her head on Jack’s shoulder and closes her eyes.

She has already landed safely.

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