"This is our longest flight. The next two are quick. Just up and down."
"Ok. I think I can handle it as long as we go up and down when we're supposed to."
They boarded the plane and took their seats. Heather sat next to the window and Peter took the aisle seat. Peter held her hand, and they talked more about Jenny.
"I know you want to tell her."
"I have to. But I want to be there to help pick up the pieces. I didn't want to tell her and leave town."
"Makes sense. I can't believe Matt would do that. Especially with Victoria. Where did everyone think they were on a Saturday afternoon?"
Matt and Peter were friends but not nearly as close as Hank and Matt had been. Matt and Hank had spent hours together on the golf course.
"I don't know. Matt probably said he was working . But I'm not sure how Victoria could sneak away from her big brood and go to lunch in broad daylight. It's almost like they wanted to get caught. Jenny and Victoria could not be anymore different."
Jenny was cute and spunky with short brown hair. S he had a small yoga build with lean arms and legs. Victoria was blonde and voluptuous with a perfectly designed body - designed by a trainer and plastic surgeon. She looked for powerful men or so it seemed. Matt was more of a worker bee than a leader. Heather wondered why Victoria went for him. Maybe she wanted to dominate him. Heather and Jenny didn't talk about sex often, but if Matt was a stallion in bed she was sure she would know.
"You've got to try to put it out of your mind . You'll tell her when we get back. There's nothing you can do about it right now."
How on earth will I put it out of my mind? My best friend's husband is screwing around on her , she thought.
Peter's hand was wandering around Heather's lap, but luckily, she was covered by a blanket. Her Brazilian was irritated and itchy and looked like razor burn. She was following all of the aftercare and applying lotion and Bactine, but it still wasn't all that pretty. She had managed to keep Peter from seeing it the night before, and she wished it didn't look like she had measles for the big unveiling. But right now she just wanted his hand to move away because she was sure he would be able to feel the heat through the fabric of her cotton dress. She took the blanket off knowing that would deter his hand from being there. And she was right, it did. Worrying about her Brazilian and Jenny took her mind off the flight, and before she knew it, they had landed in Miami and were sitting at a bar having another Bloody Mary sharing an early lunch. She decided to send a quick text to Jenny before they got back on another plane.
11:05 Heather: In Miami. One flight down. Nether regions are burning and itching.
11:06 Jenny: HA! I told u u should have done it earlier in the week or gone to the place that uses sugar instead.
11:07 Jenny: Have a great trip. I'll miss u. Xo
11:08: Heather: Miss u 2 . Take care of yourself. Xo
They walked to the next flight, and Heather saw they were going to St. Thomas. She didn't get too excited as she realized that was not their final flight. She didn’t know the geography of the islands and didn't know which one you could get to from St. Thomas. But Peter was right. The flight was short, and for some crazy reason, she didn't mind flying over water as much as land. Her mind made her believe surviving a water landing was a possibility. Probably not rational or possible, but it helped her get through the next two hours.
They landed in St. Thomas and were about to take an air taxi to Virgin Gorda. She was sure she had never even heard of Virgin Gorda. St. Thomas looked beautiful. She enjoyed a drink with a little umbrella in it while they waited at the airport. She was glad it was only three flights because she might pass out if they didn't get to their destination soon.
Heather watched the blue green water below her as they flew across the Caribbean to their final destination. The coral reefs looked like little