Soon the flight levels out and Hyacinth finally lets go of Richard's hand. She reaches under her seat and pulls a book out of her purse. "I'm going to try to get some sleep. Will you be alright?" Richard asks Hyacinth.
"I'll be fine. I'm just going to try and read. When the cart comes by what do you want to drink?" Hyacinth asks watching Richard trying to get settled.
"Just get me a water. I need to stay hydrated." Richard says as he pulls a blanket over himself. He gets very cold on planes and he knows Hyacinth will need it later.
When Richard wakes up an hour later his water is sitting on Hyacinth's tray table. He knows it's his glass because it doesn't have a lipstick mark on it. He picks up his glass and takes a sip.
"Can you let me out? I need to go to the bathroom." Hyacinth asks climbing over Richard's knees.
Richard takes a deep breath as he watches his beautiful wife climb over him. He's always thought she's beautiful though there's been little physical contact between them in many years. He watches her walk up the aisle toward the bathrooms. She looks so elegant even in her casual outfit. She comes back towards her seat and Richard can't help but smile. She carefully climbs back over Richard resting her hand on his knee. She sits down in her seat and slips her shoes off. She's tired, but she wants to wait until after their first meal before she tries to get some sleep.