One of the flight attendants comes down the aisle with the drinks trolley and another with the food trolley. "Can I get you something to drink?"
"I'll have a Fanta orange, please." Hyacinth requests.
"I'll have a water." Richard passes Hyacinth her Fanta orange.
The flight attendant with the food trolley comes by. "We have sandwiches and veggies and dip for lunch. We have ham and cheese, roast beef, or vegetarian sandwiches with cream cheese."
"I'll have a ham and cheese." Richard passes Hyacinth her veggies and dip as she speaks.
"I'll have a roast beef, thanks." Richard pulls his tray table down.
"You shouldn't eat so much red meat, Richard." Hyacinth whines to her husband.
Richard sighs heavily. His wife is always pestering him about his bad habits. There aren't that many of them. He watches his wife sip her fizzy drink. She looks sweet. He quickly finishes his meal and stands up to get something out of his carry-on. He pulls his candy and book out and sits down in his seat again. "Do you want something sweet?" Richard asks as he pulls the bag of candy open.
"Oh, thank you, Richard. I didn't have a chance to pick up what I wanted on my way through the airport." Hyacinth says sweetly.
"I didn't think you did. I bought a package of your favourite biscuits to put in my carry on along with some of your clothes that you might want on our trip." Richard tells his wife.
"That's so sweet of you, Richard. Thank you." Hyacinth finishes her drink and places the empty glass on Richard's tray table.
"You look tired, Hyacinth. Why don't you try to get some sleep before we arrive in Maine?" Richard suggests to his wife.
"I am tired. Can I rest my head on your shoulder so I can sleep?" Hyacinth asks cautiously.
"Of course you can. I will probably get some more sleep later. I didn't sleep very well last night as you can well imagine." Richard says gently.
Hyacinth leans towards Richard and leans her head on his shoulder. She tucks her feet up and Richard pulls the blanket out from under himself and drapes it over his wife. He opens his crossword puzzle and takes his pen out of his pocket. He soon realizes, because his wife is leaning on the shoulder of the hand he writes with, he'll wake his wife if he does his crosswords now. He picks up his book by Dr. Feld and puts his glasses on. Hyacinth cuddles into Richard's chest. Richard smiles down at his wife. He wishes they could be like this all the time. He misses his wife. As Hyacinth relaxes in her sleep she slips her arm around Richard's waist.
Richard becomes more and more sleepy as he continues to read. He sets his book down and leans his head back into his seat. He's worried about the next week. He wants this whole process to be successful he slowly falls asleep listening to Hyacinth's slow, even breathing.