Page 50 of Broken Dreams
Addison
I’ll text later.
I slip my phone back into my pocket. “Sorry, sir. I’m ready for you now.”
He stands on the seat so he can see outside. “We go out there?”
“Not this time. The plane has to stay inside.”
I can see the disappointment.
“Well, before you can fly in the sky, you have to be able to fly on the ground,” I make some bullshit up. Although, it’s not completely untrue. And then I get an idea. “You know what, I have another plane you can fly.”
“Another one?” he asks with disbelief.
I climb out and walk around so I can grab him. We walk into the simulator that looks a lot like the plane we were in. There are two pilot chairs and then two seats behind. Only the screen emulates the outside. I love this damn thing. It’s so real and will definitely give Jett the feeling of being up there.
I get him strapped in before securing myself in the captain chair and disconnecting the co-pilot controls from the simulator. I get everything loaded and his eyes go wide when the windows become the outside.
“Ready?”
“I ready!”
I fly the fake plane out to the runway and go through the motions as though we’re really going to fly. I have to talk to air traffic control, check all my gauges, and set a flight plan. I mark that we are only going in a small circle since he has the attention span of a gnat.
Once the light in the middle is green, we’re clear to go.
I point to it and explain to Jett that his job is to tell me when it’s on.
A minute later, it lights up. “Go, Daddy! We fly.”
I should’ve thought of this sooner. He’s so happy, he’s nearly vibrating.
We get up in the air and with the way a three-year-old steers, it’s a good thing his side is disconnected, or we’d be dead by now.
“All right, Captain Jett, what do you want to see?”
“We go to see Mommy!”
I look over, my heart instantly falling. “Where is Mommy?”
“In the sky.”
My chest is tight, and I look over, now wishing we weren’t in the simulator so I could pull him in my lap. “Is that where she is for you?”
“She is up there.” He points up.
It’s not that I don’t want to talk to him about Lisa, it’s that I don’t know how. He’s never asked about her and I haven’t brought it up. Someone has, though.
“She’s in heaven, which is even higher than the sky.”
“Nana says she’s there.”
Fuck the simulation. I turn it off and pull him into my lap. “She’s here too.” I press my hand over his heart.
“In me?”
I smile. “In your heart. She’s with us always and she loved you so much.”
