John and Nancy eagerly boarded the Boeing 757, their excitement overflowing. Less than 24 hours ago, the couple had vowed to spend the rest of their lives together…for better or for worse. The love-struck gleam in their eyes had been glued in place and there was no sign of it disappearing anytime soon. As they hopped and skipped down the aisle, John offered Nancy the window seat, to which she countered by graciously bowing and replied, “Thank you, Sidney.” She was referring to his name as it appeared on his passport, and now their marriage certificate, then playfully elbowed him in the ribs.
She had recently discovered his given birth name, and began teasing him about it and for hiding it from her for as long as he did. John was slightly sensitive regarding his first name, considering it to be too feminine, so he generally deferred to using his middle name.
As the plane left the gate at the Louisville International Airport and began to taxi around the tarmac, John looked over at Nancy with an uneasy look on his face. “It’s going to be a long flight…” he said dryly. “I bet this is how Buddy Holly must have felt.” Nancy knew that John didn’t handle roller coasters very well, and the feeling that a plane gives when taking off is very similar. She cast him a reassuring smile before reaching up and opening the air blower over John’s head, then placed her hand on his knee for comfort. They both got lost in the gleam of the shiny new set of rings on Nancy’s left ring finger. The diamond was a little understated due to John’s level of income, but he had made every possible effort to attain the ring that now adorned Nancy’s finger. The jet engines began to whine, and the couple braced themselves before the plane rocketed down the runway. The nose tipped upward as the plane lifted off, and John felt the g-forces press his stomach back towards his spine. Continue reading