I slept most of the airplane ride...
The noise reverberated in my mind. The sound of brakes screeching, metal rending and glass shattering. I heard someone cry out and then nothing.
What was that? Someone singing? The voice sounded familiar...
Red hot pain tore through my body and I could hear someone gasping...
"Kristen!" Taylor yelled into my face.
I woke up with a start.
"You okay?" he asked, concerned.
I nodded. "Yeah... Just the nightmare." I leaned over awkwardly and took out a bottle of pills. I swallowed the blue pill and sat back sighing.
He stared at me. "You have this all the time?"
I nodded without turning my head. "Yeah. I get kinda used to it now."
He just shook his head. "I just can't imagine."
I stared out the window. "Mmm. Remember what I told you about the moon?"
He was taken aback. "Yeah..."
I grinned. "Have a look." I pointed out of the window.
He leaned over and saw the large silver disk hanging only inches above the wings.
"Cool, huh?" I said into his hair.
He nodded. "Yeah."