Short Stories

When I'm Ready I Will Fly Us Out Of Here

As she reached up for a jar of peanut butter from the pantry, the hem of her shirt lifted a fourth of the way up her middle causing her concerned husband to rush into the kitchen to pull it back down. She jumped in surprise as someone grabbed her from behind- the peanut butter landing on the ground with a thud. 

"Hon you cant just do that. I dropped my luuuunch," she pouted at the jar now rolling away.

"Your back was showing," he pouted back, not at all concerned about the potential mess that could have occurred if the jar had been opened or glass. 

"No ones here to see it but you," she groaned as she leaned her head back against his shoulder. "Its fiiiine I just wanted peanut butterrr." He grumbled to himself, his face turning pink as she turned her head and kissed the base of his neck here her face rested. "We should go somewhere." She decided this after a moment of comfortable silence in which he decided to kiss her back. 

"Go where?" 

She stood her head up and turned around. "I dont know. Anywhere," she smiled. "Everywhere."

"Everywhere?" She nodded. "Do we have the money to go everywhere?"

"Well if we get like- an RV I can work from home just fine and we could live in the RV for a while. Camp. Then we wouldnt have to pay for hotels?"

"Somewhere to park." He looked at her as she planned. 

"Yes. But you make good money. You could ask off for a week or so and we could find somewhere cool to go." She beamed and he smiled downwards. 

"Yeah we could. If we went one place, out of state or out of town, we would be fine staying somewhere. We could see local events going on?" he offered, looking up again. 

"Oh yes that sounds great!" she grinned, getting excited now. He laughed and pulled her closer. She hugged him and smiled. "Ill go look around. Its lunchtime, love. If you fix lunch for both of us since you made me drop my peanut butter, then I can find somewhere for us to go."

After debate on the importance of eating lunch and a destination, the couple was packed and ready to go. They decided this time theyd go camping. Okay it was lazy camping- they rented a cabin on a part of a river where theyd fish in the mornings. Their next trip was out of state where they attended a local festival. They made a point to go on at least one trip a year, somewhere they hadnt gone before and when they had kids, they went alone as well. These trips soon upgraded to out of country trips where theyd visit the Italian countryside or the Greek coast.