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“Ugh,” I grunted out, losing the grip on my own socks, and they snapped back around my leg. “Ouch!”
“Sorry.” Doris sucked the air through her teeth.
Alice watched in horror as the three of us pulled and struggled, finally ending with three sighs as we lodged the socks into place.
“Your turn.” I looked at Alice.
She pointed her nose into the air. “No.”
“Alice. No one cares if we’re wearing compression socks. Just put them on,” Sylvie coaxed.
“I don’t want compression socks. I want a freaking vodka.” She spun in her seat and looked at the flight attendant hurrying around preparing for the flight.
“We were late to board. She’s busy now. Could be awhile. Maybe even after we get in the air,” I said. “Orput on the socks, and I’ll get you a vodka right now.”
Alice arched an eyebrow.
“Come on, Alice. All the cool kids are wearing the socks,” Sylvie teased.
“They are supposed to help a ton,” Doris agreed. “We don’t want you to get blood clots, dear.”
I lied when I said, “If you get one, they will have to slice your leg wide open to cut it out. Gonna be a huge scar. Twelve inches, at least. Maybe bigger.”
Her eyes flew open wide. “What? A scar? Onmylegs?”
“Unless it’s so bad they have to amputate.” I shrugged. “But your choice. Skip the socks if you want.”
After a long moment, Alice huffed, kicked off her heels, and started yanking on the tight socks. “Fine. But go get me a drink to help numb the pain of losing my dignity.”
“Good girl. Now, I’ll go get you a treat.” I patted her on the head like a dog, but when she turned and glared at me, I yanked back my hand, worried she might bite. I unbuckled my seatbelt, then looked quickly over my shoulder. When I saw the flight attendant busy with another passenger, I stood and hurried to the beverage cart parked a few rows back. While keeping an eye on the flight attendant, I quickly grabbed four small bottles of liquor, then hurried back to our seats. “Here. This should do the trick.”
“Oh, hallelujah!” Alice finished pulling up her sock and then beamed as she caught the bottle I tossed at her.
After giving everyone a bottle, we unscrewed the caps.
“To the Wilder Widows,” I said, then we clinked them together.
“To the Wilder Widows!” they responded in unison.
