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Flash Fiction – ‘Catching the Flight’

Flash Fiction – ‘Catching the Flight’

The incessant ring of the alarm startled Anna awake. She sat upright in bed and flicked the alarm off, it was 5:15 am. She placed her head in her hands as she tried to recall her plan for the day.

Was today Monday? She thought. No it’s Wednesday, I’m supposed to be somewhere.

“Come back to bed, honey” her husband, Oliver, tried to pull her back into a bear hug.

Wednesday… Wednesday was the Annual Partners Conference in Jersey.

“Oh no! I have a flight to catch!”

“Come on, just five minutes?” his doe eyes beckoned.

How do you say no to those fabulous eyes? Darn! She thought of the Conference and forced herself to say the right words.

“I’m sorry Sweety, I have to go”.

She jumped out of bed and hurriedly got dressed. Sprinting around the house she packed her laptop case and kissed Oliver and the kids good bye. Eleanor and Olly were still fast asleep, but she’ll make it up to them later on tonight.

“I Love you” she mouthed to Oliver as the black cab pulled out of the driveway and headed to Gatwick Airport.

Two hours later, Anna had checked in just in time. She settled into her seat, pulled out the presentation she was to deliver at the Conference and began reading.

Two pages into the report, an eerie feeling crept over her. She looked up and saw an air hostess briskly walking from the flight deck with a wide smile on her lips that didn’t quite reach her eyes. The fasten seatbelt sign above her flashed, just as the Pilot’s voice filled the cabin with crisp words.

This isn’t good, Anna thought.

The first shock of turbulence hit the plane as passengers began to cry out in fear. Her heart beat so loudly she could hear it pounding in her ears. Her sweaty palms found the hands of the stranger next to her and she held on tight. Her mind raced with thoughts of Eleanor, Olly and Oliver.

Would she never see them again? Would she not get a chance to properly say goodbye?

Their faces flashed through her mind’s eye as the plane plunged into a never ending descent.

She screamed.

And kept screaming until the incessant ring of the alarm startled her awake. Anna sat upright in bed and flicked the alarm off, it was 5:15 am.

“Come back to bed, honey” Oliver tried to pull her back into a bear hug.

It was Wednesday, the Annual Partners Conference in Jersey.

“Oh no Sweety! I have a flight to catch!” She said as she remembered.

“Come on, just five minutes?” his doe eyes beckoned.

She thought of the Conference again and forced herself to say the right words.

“Of course, Sweety” she said and snuggled back in bed next to him.

The End.



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