The flight was going like it should
Imogen Howe
even slept a little despite Keith texting her "try not to sleep or you'll be up all night!"
She sat next to a women on the plane, at first they didn't speak only sharing a sign of relief when no one came to claim the seat. So Imogen moved over, to the aisle, and the women said something like, "I love it when that happens."
They gave her some peanuts and a coke, and she read a little. Then flipped open her notebook and jotted down some things. She flipped back pages and some thing stood out. She hadn't wrote it, but printed it out at the weird hotel.
"Spacecity has nicer coffee than earth." Said Keith.
Her heart beat went up a little. What the fuck? She remembered this, but the connection wasn't made, maybe blocked. The sentence she felt like she'd heard Keith say before about various places around the coast. He was a professor sure, but his credentials were weird.
"I spent some time over seas." He'd say, always that way.
These things bothered her now, she could feel her face flush.
"You okay? Don't worry were not close to landing yet." The woman said to her.
