I Bought A Plane Ticket To Surprise My Pilot Husband On Our Anniversary

the skirt over my knees. The leather seat was cold, but the heater was already blowing warm air against my feet.

“Are we taking the bypass?” I asked.

“The interstate is clearer this time of day,” Frank said, pulling his seatbelt across his chest.

He looked at me for a second, his eyes kind behind his thick lenses.

“You did alright, Mercy,” he said.

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