#Chapter 191 – Long Flight

Things move fast as Frankie and I climb into the cargo plane, the door slamming shut behind us not a minute after we start making our way to the front. I pause for a second after the door is closed, looking backwards towards the pallets stacked with goods. “But the shoes,” I murmur, my feet already cold, thinking about the Nike sneakers the nice man promised – “Bambina, my love,” Frankie says on a rushed sigh, turning and taking me by the shoulders, making me look at him. “This plane is going to take off in –“ But then it starts to move, and my eyes go wide, and Frankie bursts out laughing and ushers me forward to the front of the cargo area, where apparently we will be stowing away for the evening. There Frankie makes quick work of grabbing down a first aid kit off the wall by the door and taking it with him as he moves into the tight space between two pallets, pulling me with him. Frankie works his way far between the pallets and then he uses the supplies from the backpack t