The plane took a leap north then dipped back down. My breath caught in my throat. “I want off this thing,” I said. “I want off this thing right now.”
“Please put your seats in the upright position,” announced the flight attendant. “Return your tray to its proper place.”
The pilot took his turn next, giving instructions and saying God only knew what—probably Last Rites. But I couldn't hear a thing for the rising noise around me. Somewhere up front a baby wailed. Nervous chatter swelled within the cabin.
“What’s the pilot saying?” My heart beat a crazed staccato, and I wanted to both cry and laugh at the insanity of it all.
“He said to stay calm, that we’d be out of this storm soon.” Charlie took quick stock of the situation around us, then turned his attention back to me. “You were telling me why you broke my heart when we saw each other last.”
“I did not.”
I expected him to smile, to follow up with a joke.
But Charlie said nothing.
He captured my other hand, prying my fingers off the armrest, then pulled me closer, laying his forehead against mine. “I don’t think you remember the events of those last few months accurately. Katie, I—”
His words died as light and fury exploded around us.
The flash of lightning.
Screaming.
Falling.
Plummeting.
Spinning.
Fear clawed within me as Charlie threw his body over mine.
“Hang on," he yelled in my ear. “Just hang on to me.”
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Other Books by Jenny B. Jones
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The Big Picture
Can’t Let You Go
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A Charmed Life Series
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