Mira's Return: The Complete Series by A. L. Knorr

Author:A. L. Knorr [Knorr, A. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Amazon: B07LHFLNS1
Goodreads: 43297890
Publisher: Intellectually Promiscuous Press
Published: 2018-12-18T06:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

I closed my eyes and swallowed hard, pressing my head back into the headrest. Maybe my reaction to the first plane ride had been a fluke?

“Mira, hon are you okay?”

I turned my head toward Nathan and forced a smile and a nod. He put a warm palm over my white knuckles.

“What’s wrong?”

Dang. Was I that bad of an actress? “Nothing,” I said through a tight jaw. “Just not loving the whole flying thing.”

He put a hand to my forehead. “You look ill. As soon as the plane levels off, put your seat back and try to sleep, okay?”

I nodded. As the plane climbed, the pressure pulling down on me increased. My vertebrae creaked. My ears squeaked the way they did when I was descending into the depths of the ocean, only they didn’t relieve any of the pressure. Both ears popped and I winced.

“Shall I see if one of the crew has something you can take?” Nathan reached his hand toward the call button.

I blew out a breath. “No. Thanks, love.” I’d never ever taken a pill. I didn’t know what synthetic substances built for and tested on humans might do to me. Maybe they would help, but I was too scared to take the chance. “I’ll just try to sleep.”

“Here’s a pillow. Prop it on my shoulder if you want. And here’s some water.” Nathan pulled a water bottle out of his seat pocket and stuck it in mine.

The pressure increased and led to nausea and a bone-deep exhaustion. I let my eyes close and focused on breathing. I did sleep, but it was a strange, uncomfortable slumber haunted by dreams of dense, amorphous blobs hanging from my every joint.

When we arrived in Houston to change planes, I made a beeline for the bathroom, my stomach churning. I sat on the edge of the toilet, taking deep breaths and feeling my strength slowly returning. When I looked in the mirror I was the same color I often took on when swimming through kelp forests—green. I splashed water on my face and braced my hands on the counter, dreading the next flight.

“Airsick?”

My eyes took a moment to focus on the teen with long yellow hair washing her hands next to me.

“Think so,” I said.

“Here.” She fished in her pocket and pulled out a nearly empty pack of gum and handed it to me. “Chew this for your ears. And get a bottle of ginger-ale on the plane. It’s the only thing that keeps me from spewing chunks.”

“Thanks.” I tucked the gum into my hoodie pocket.

As Nathan and I buckled our seat-belts on the next plane, preparing for take-off, I popped a piece in my mouth.

“You don’t chew gum,” Nathan said as he tucked the bottle of soda we’d purchased at the terminal into the seat pocket in front of me.

“Girl in the bathroom said it would help,” I replied around the gob in my mouth.

It didn’t.

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