Hyacinth stands at the front window and watches him go. She slumps, very unladylike, into a chair in the sitting room and runs her hands firmly over her face. She sits for a moment and thinks about her life without Richard. She realized quickly that she doesn't want to lose him. She runs upstairs and quickly throws some more clothes into her suitcase. She calls a taxi company and packs her make-up and other essentials. She runs downstairs and puts her boarding pass and passport in her purse. She waits for the taxi outside the house. "Airport please." Hyacinth says passing the taxi driver her bag and climbing into the taxi. She sighs heavily. She can't believe she's actually flying halfway around the world because Richard asked her to. She arrives at the airport and quickly takes her bag from the driver and heads into the airport. She hates airports and flying. She's thankful she doesn't have to check any bags. She heads through security and towards the gate. The plane is already boarding when she reaches the gate. She doesn't see Richard at the gate and so she waits in line to board the plane.
On the plane Richard is getting antsy that Hyacinth hasn't shown up yet. Slowly he resigns himself to the fact that she's not coming. He starts thinking about what he's going to have to do when he comes home to Britain. Suddenly an elegant woman is putting her bag in the overhead bin above him. When he looks up it's Hyacinth who's standing there. She slides past him and sits in her seat. Richard reaches for Hyacinth's hand and gives it a squeeze. "Thank you for coming." Richard whispers.
"I hope you're happy now." Hyacinth grumbles as she tries to get settled. She shoves her purse under her seat and tries to remain calm. She's not a calm flyer.
"I know you don't like flying so I'm glad you came." Richard says sweetly.
Hyacinth sighs and leans back in her seat. She can only hope she'll sleep on the flight to Maine. "Don't forget your seatbelt." Hyacinth says shortly to Richard.
"You too," Richard whispers to his wife. He knows some of this emotion is just because she's nervous about the flight. The plane begins to taxi down the runway and Hyacinth immediately clutches Richard's hand. Richard rubs small circles on the back of Hyacinth's hand. It's the first physical contact she's initiated in months. Richard can only hope she'll relax as the flight continues otherwise he won't have any feeling in his hand.