The Flight
Now on the plane, Sam and Josie sit and enjoy their drinks.
"Sam, I can't wait to see Paris. I've never been outside of Illinois." She said her voice full of excitement and a small trace of fear.
"Oh Josie, you'll love it!" Sam said placing a protective arm around his new wife. Looking in her eyes he said, "You have nothing to fear, I know Paris so well, just stay close."
"I'll be staying close, no worry!!" Josie replied flirtingly. "When was the last time you were there?"
"I was there for the 1998 World Cup, when France won against Brazil. It was wild. You should have the parties in the streets that night. I don't think anyway wasn't celebrating." A look for happiness crossed Sam's green eyes, the fond memory was so vivid.
"Oh Sam!" Josie sighed falling a sleep for the rest of the trip.