"We were nineteen, and I finally knew we were perfect for one another," Georgie said putting his arm over Tom and holding Maxwell's hand. For the past four hours Tom hadn't been able to get through one chapter of his new book.
"Don't ever feel afraid to come out of the closet son, remember you're not alone," Maxwell told Tom seriously. Tom thanked the men and asked if they would be kind enough to let him go to sleep.
Back in the front credits from the movie rolled across the screen and both Casey and Willy were sound asleep. Casey was slouched to the side and Willy was reclined with his mouth wide open. Jack had put little pieced of paper in Willy's mouth until Elizabeth caught him and told him to stop. Dieum hadn't said a word since he switched seats with his mother, that was until he got his fourth soda. Drinking half of it Dieum told his father a pointless story, none of which Will could even hear because Dieum spoke so fast, then the boy silenced. Reaching the climax, his hand hit the can of soda causing it to spill all over the person next to him, which happened to be his father. Dieum's eyes widened as he sobered from the caffeine. Will didn't look very happy with what his son just did. Elizabeth and Jack noted the awkward silence and looked over the seats in front of them. Elizabeth knew to lean back put her headphones on, and listen to peaceful music at full volume, but Jack had to add something to the situation.
"Oooh, Dieum you're in trouble!"
"Jack Matthew, stay out of your brother's business," Elizabeth told her son trying not to wake Casey and Willy.
"Dieum, this isn't over," Will said to Dieum taking napkins and wiping up what remained of the soda.
Tom had fallen asleep as well, but woke up to find something he didn't need to see. Looking down, Georgie's hand was on Tom's leg and Maxwell was asleep on Tom's shoulder. Tom took Georgie's hand and placed it back on its owner's lap and gently moved Maxwell's head to lean on his other shoulder. Flight attendants please prepare for landing came at the most convenient time imaginable. Jack woke up Casey and Willy by climbing over them and jumping into the aisle.
"Mhm," Casey mumbled as she woke up. Willy nearly choked to death on the paper in his mouth and Casey spent five minutes whacking his back so he could breathe.
"Thank you for flying with us and we will now read off continuing flights with our partners…"
The seven walked to the other side of the airport and waited for their next flight. Jack fell asleep in his chair and drooled on Willy's arm.
"Now boarding American Airlines flight 1595 connection service to Kingston Jamaica…"
Dieum wasn't allowed to have any soda on the hour and a half flight to their destination. Casey and Willy looked out their windows and watched the beautiful water of the Caribbean come into view.
"Thank you for flying American Airlines flight 1595 service to Kingston Jamaica…"
Getting off the plane was like walking into a greenhouse. The five had never seen skies so clear and air so warm. They waited almost forty minutes with a complaining seven and two year old for their bags. This time fortunately the car was a van and they all fit inside. Tom, Casey, Willy, Dieum and Jack were speechless as they entered the gates of the resort they would be staying in for a week.
