Chapter 27
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The flight home was a quiet one for the two of us. The same flirty flight attendant who’d been on our flight out to California happened to be on this flight, too. I expected Zach to keep up the witty banter he had before, but he was very subdued and paid little attention to the attendant. Eventually the flight attendant gave up and moved on to his duties.
“You okay?” I asked after I watched him quietly for a while.
“Just tired, Mick.”
I picked up the little menu. “You want to order drinks?”
“Sure.”
“Some food?’
He gifted me with that smirk I found way too charming. “What do they have?”
“Chips, nuts, sandwiches, snack packs. All outrageously overpriced, of course.”
“Of course.” Zach hit the call button. When it was answered not by the flirty one but by a female attendant, Zach looked amused. “A chardonnay. Mick?”
“You have anything less oaky in a white?”