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Atlantic Crossing: Sleepy Time

Well, it wasn’t a big scene, which means I knew it wouldn’t talk long to write.  Which is why the scene I started yesterday is now complete.

For I have the evidence right before me.

For I have the evidence right before me.

It didn’t take long to get to the point.  In fact, it starts out with a distracting memory:


The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015, 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)

Kerry finished the last of his mango juice and set it aside for the hostess to take. “Won’t be long now.”

“No, not much longer.” Annie’s memory drifted back to their first flight to Boston on their way to their A Levels. She’d adjusted before whenever she’d crossed multiple time zones, but had never called it that: Mama had always given her something to drink and then told her to take a nap so she’d feel rested.

That was why their first time adjusting took her by surprise; she hadn’t expected the adjusting mixture to be cooked into their food. It was why she suddenly felt sleepy and she lay back in her chair and stared into Kerry’s eyes as hers closed, his face the last thing she saw—”


She shook herself out of her trance and turned to Kerry. “Yes, my love?”

“Umm—” He pointed up at the hostess holding their adjustment mixtures. “It’s time.”

“Oh.” She giggled as she reached for the glass held in her direction. “I’m sorry.”

“That’s quite all right, Annie.” The hostess waited for both students to finish consuming their beverages before taking them with a smile. “I’ll shut off the lights now. Have a good sleep.”

“Thank you.” Kerry popped out of his seat and retrieved two pillows and blankets, handing one of each to Annie. “I’m all ready starting to feel this.”

“Me as well.” She stifled a yawn as the cabin went dark save for a few strips of illumination. “Are we still going to do this?”

“You know it.”

Annie released her seat belt and moved to one side of her wide chair. “Then we better hurry.”

Kerry fought not to yawn as he levitated himself over their jointed armrests and slid in behind her. Annie held up one part of the seatbelt as Kerry clicked the other into place, then he levitated over his pillow and blanket. While he put the pillows into position Annie set the blankets over them. At last they lay down together as they both pushed the chair the rest of the way down so it functioned as a bed.

Annie moved around until she was comfortable. “A bit snug.”

“Like we were in a sleeping bag.” This time Kerry couldn’t hold the yawn back. He pulled back her chestnut hair and kissed her just behind her ear. “Leka nosht, Annie. Obicham te.”

Annie slowly closed her eyes. “Good night, Kerry. I love you.”

Both fell into dreamless sleep as their flight continued eastward over the Atlantic—


In a way the scene is almost a throw away, in that it’s really not needed, and in the edits I may do exactly that.  But one of the reasons I wanted this in was to bring about a moment, one which started back in Berlin.  For when they left Germany everything seemed fine, but once they started coming out of adjustment, that’s when Annie encountered Kerry having the second of several dreams that would eventually lead up to the unveiling of one of his two Gifts.  They basically went from a time of happiness to a time of happiness to one where, over a period of time, some uneasy filtered in, and set itself up with a few of the other trouble that eventually came into their lives.

Now it’s a little more of the same.  They had a lot of happiness in the last couple of months on top of a few life-changing moments.  Now it’s time for home and a summer away from each other, and there is a certain amount of insecurity on both sides now, though Annie is better than Kerry at hiding these feelings.  They want this time together, even if they are deep in torpor for the next few hours.  At least they’re pretty certain no one is going to come along and separate them.

That’s why it feels like a bit of a throwaway:  what happens doesn’t actually do much to the story in terms of development.  But it’s a little more in that “character building” are I’ve discussed, where both my kids need a little comfort before leaving each other for a while.

After all, isn’t that something we all like now and then?

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