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“Because they have a good package. And you get the chance to work on your issues. Not just escape them.”
I sigh. “I hate it when you’re right.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I miss you already,” Savannah offers. “And so does Skittles. Right, baby?”
Skittles’ familiar meow fills my ears, and a wave of longing hits me.
What am I even doing on this plane?
I’m not supposed to be in Montana, waiting to be cut off from the rest of the world for a whole month.
I want to be back home, in Savannah’s apartment, with Skittles purring on my lap, a tub of half-eaten ice cream by my side, and a trashy TV playing in the background.
That’s the kind of therapy and healing I need.
But I know if I fly back, Savannah will drag me here herself.
It’s too late for me to change my mind, so I might as well see this through.
I clear my throat. “I miss you guys too. Don’t watch The Voice without me, okay? Just record the episodes, and we’ll watch them together when I get back.”
“I don’t know, Dee. That’s a lot of episodes.”
“What happened to being loyal?”
“It doesn’t extend to TV shows,” Savannah jokes before her voice drifts away then and comes back on. “Anyway, what’s happening? Are you off the plane yet?”
“I’m getting off now. Let me call you right back.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I spot a flash of movement, and the door to the plane opens. One by one, the other passengers trickle out, moving forward at a snail’s pace.
When most of the plane has cleared, I stand up and retrieve my small bag.
Then I flash my neighbor a small smile and realize he’s also on his phone, murmuring in a quiet voice.
As I make my way down the aisle, I take in the blankets thrown haphazardly, the empty wrappers thrown on seats, and the crumbs of food on the floor.
On my way off the plane, I give the flight attendants my best smile.
Despite the bags under their eyes, many of them smile back.
A blast of hot air hits me as I take the stairs two at a time. At the bottom, a bus is waiting. It whooshes open, and I breathe a sigh of relief when I realize it’s got AC.
Smiling, I step in, wheeling my bag behind me. A few more people climb onto the bus, all of us standing and waiting.
After the last passenger climbs on, the doors whoosh to close, and it jerks to life.
I sit down and dial Savannah.
“I’m on the way to the terminal right now,” I say when she picks up.
“Good, so how does everything look?”
“You do realize I’m not there yet, right?”
“Right, yeah.”
“Sav, it’s not too late to join me,” I murmur, before patting my pockets for my earpiece. I place one in either ear and shove my phone into my pocket. “I did book a room with two beds in case you changed your mind.”
