Killing Me Softly 15

Party in the UK

"Gerry what's the time?" Sandra asked him, wanting to make sure both her phone and watch were right.
"14:27 why, how long until your flight?"
"It's scheduled to leave at 14:17, it's gone." Sandra looked like she was going to cry, so as his best friend he decided it was time that he took control.
She was confused as he got up and walked off, surely he wasn't going to leave her now. She left her luggage and Olivia with her mum with the promise that was she going to sort all of this out.
"Gerry, wait!" Sandra called across the busy airport."Where are you going?"
"To sort this for you, are you coming?"
"Yeah." He took her hand as a gesture of support and friendship rather than anything romantic and squeezed it.

They'd waited there turn in a queue at customer services and now they were at the front and it was probably just as well as Sandra was becoming more and more agitated.
"Hello sir, how can I help?" The receptionist asked.
"I need three tickets on the next flight to Paris." The man at reception clicked a few buttons on his computer before looking up at Gerry again sympathetically.
"I'm sorry, France is experiencing severe storms at the moment and all planes are cancelled until things begin to look better but between me and you it looks like it'll be tomorrow afternoon at least."
"Thanks anyway."

"Now what Gerry?" Sandra asked as the tears did begin to fall but didn't get as far as rolling down her face as Gerry wiped them away.
"I mean you could come and stay with me tonight, you and Olivia could take my bed and your mum could take the spare bed."
"What about you?"
"I'll take the sofa."
"You can't do that, if we're going to stay then mum and Liv can share and I'll share with you, we're both adults and good friends so just sleeping in the same bed will be okay."
"I'd never try anything especially after we just salvage our friendship."
"Are you sure you don't mind us staying for tonight?"
"Of course I don't, anyway it'll give us more time to catch up. I'll cook us all a nice dinner and then we can watch a Disney film of Olivia's choice, I have some from when Gerry was younger."
"Yeah that sounds good. Do you still have that ridiculous car?"
"It's still a classic Sandra!" Gerry protested.
"It's a relic, just like you." They both laughed they were enjoying how easily they'd slipped into the playful banter that they'd always enjoyed and was an important part of their friendship. "We'll get a can to yours, let me just go and explain to mum. Can you call us a can while I do that?"
"Yeah, and here's my house key. You'll be back before me as I need to go and get some food in."
"Thank you for this Gerry."