Macey
My jet landed in Cleveland. I thought seeing Mikey on a date would be the hard part of this trip, but it turned out that getting Olivia’s daughter off the plane was the real challenge.
The little girl was obsessed with the "magic plane," as she called it. She had chicken nuggets and got to lay on a big bed while flying in the air.
Helen looked at me while Olivia pleaded with her daughter to leave the plane.
“Well, I would have just dragged Andi off the plane kicking and screaming, but things are different now,” Helen said to me.
“It’s a different experience for them,” I replied.
Helen sighed. “I suppose so,” she said, glancing at her phone. “Ah, hubby is here to take us back to the farm.” She beamed with a smile.
I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to se
