Sharon was wrong about her missing James the most. Lana got to go home to her routine, and Sharon had to go to bed alone.
Chapter 4
October 10, 11:02 a.m.
Lana thought putting the funeral behind her would have helped her disposition, but instead her depression and weariness lingered. She did not answer the phone or door. She barely ate and slept, and her eyes were sunken and she developed dark circles under them. She missed James terribly, and she didn't know how to get over t his feeling of dread.
Her kids knew the difficult of a time their mom was having , and they were worried about her . They thought the best thing for her was to get away, they begged their mom to come visit them in Colorado. The kids were right, she needed to get away. She loved them very much but she needed to be alone in an alien place, not with her children. Being with family conjured too memories.
She made her decision, even though she didn't really like the beach, that 's where she would go. S he would go north and rent a beach house. The idea of walking along the beach and doing nothing was exactly what she needed. Fall being the off season, finding a rental should not be a problem. Getting away should help her to rejuvenate herself with out every corner she turned being some kind of memory.
Looking on the map and decided on the Cape Cod area in Massachusetts. Plymouth sounded like a great place. The pilgrims landed there to make a fresh start, and she would too. Her family went there for a vacation when she was a child, and she remembered loving the beach and playing with her sisters.
She would fly into Boston and take a slow drive down Highway 3 to the rental. It followed close to the coast and goes through many old towns. She could shop in these towns and maybe catch some his tory. Happiness already filled her heart just thinking about getting away to new surroundings, and being alone.
Chapter 5
Day 1
October 15, 6:40 a.m.
Today was Lana's flight to Boston, and she sat waiting for her plane, drinking her second cup of coffee. Normally she didn't like the hustle and bustle of the busy airports. Today she liked it because it keeps her mind busy and off her own woes. She watched the people at the airport moving around with out a care in the world except to catch their plane and get to their destination. Kids were playing, cell phones were buzzing, and couples were holding hands and everyone was full of life.
Two i sles over a couple just married were discussing where they wanted to visit when they got to Boston. The young bride mentioned she wanted to go see a couple of lighthouses that were eerily haunted, and she emphasized the word eerily. She also wanted to tour all the famous old houses. One plac e she mentioned she wanted to visit, the Boston Common a place where hangings took place. The girl read. "Many events happened at the Boston Common, but the most notably was the hangings. In 1660 Mary Dyer , along with three other Quakers , was hung. Many people still see her today standing by her noose wearing her black hanging gown."
The young groom, on the other hand, talked about just relaxing in the room. Lana smiled because she knew what that meant. They were adorable and full of love and she knew they would work it out between them . They held hands and smooched every five seconds. Life goes on , Lana thought.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a man. "Is t his seat taken?"
"Oh no, please help yourself," Lana answered trying to be nice and polite, but she really didn't want to chitchat. She moved her belongings out of the chair and knew how inconsiderate of her to leave them there. Especially since the airport was packed with people.
"Are you on your way to Boston, or is it just a layover? Oh, and by the way my name is Peter." He reached out his hand to shake hers and she obliged, trying to be polite.
"I'm going to Plymouth for a vacation, and my name is Lana . Are you on your way home?" She asked to be cordial, even