Avery is back with another flash fiction piece about Cam and Marcus. If you recall, around Thanksgiving, Cam had been blown off by his sort-of boyfriend back in the States. Marcus was a cute Argentine IT worker, who’d taken an interest in Cam.
Things are progressing between the two. See how Christmas vacation went in this edition. And don’t let the title fool you…no football–or soccer–in this one! Once you’re done, check out the links at the bottom for the other Wednesday Briefers!
The plane jerked before dropping several hundred feet in altitude. Cam awakened with a jolt. “Please, God…” He white-knuckled the armrests and squeezed his eyes shut tight as the plane continued its abrupt descent.
“We’ve hit a line of powerful thunderstorms.” The pilot’s voice sounded as shaky as Cam felt. “Remain seated and stay calm. We’re about a hundred miles from Buenos Aires. I’m afraid we’re in for a bumpy ride the remainder of the trip.”
“Lovely. That just figures. The only luck I’ve had of late is bad luck,” Cam muttered. He’d either been in the air or entertaining himself in airport lounges since Sunday evening. Burlington had been peaceful and serene when he left, a light blanket of pure white snow covering the ground. Now, he’d be landing in the middle of a strong storm. Nothing like going from winter to summer in a day…or was it two? That’s right, it’s the wee hours of Tuesday morning.
No way was he going to sleep through this. His heart thudded in his chest. Cam worried they might not survive this battle with Mother Nature. Good thing you skipped dinner in Bogota. Otherwise…yeah…not going there. If the ride got any wilder, he’d be dry heaving into that little bag. Growing up, Cam was the kid who feigned sickness to get out of a visit to the amusement park.
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