I'm ok until we take off.She sat back in her seat with her son in her arms, already a mix of butterflies and what felt like maybe rocks in her stomach...flying rocks, Ha!...this would be the first time she had seen her family since she left in August...oh yeah! gum...she popped a piece in her mouth. Looking down at her son she realized she was more worried than she would have been if she was alone on this trip. What if the plane crashed? But it would be ok. Her husband had said she had a better chance of dying in a car crash than a plane crash. That made her feel better. Then the plane started to take off...Oh Jesus!...she held her son close and prayed for her life..I'm ok until we take off.
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Art Account ~TokyoLynn
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