But since I am carrying a mini-Jace in my body, walking through the crowded streets, with their varied and sometimes awful smells, really takes a toll on me. By the time we’ve eaten dinner, I am so exhausted and weirdly moody that all I want to do is go home. But you can’t tell your husband on week two of your three week honeymoon that you want to go home. So I put on a smile and ask him if we can head to the airport to get some rest in the plane before we fly somewhere for dinner. “You feeling okay?” he asks. Concern is written all over his face and I hate seeing him worry about me so I nod and roll my eyes like he’s crazy for even asking that. “Of course. I’m just tired.” “Me too. This flying thing is more exhausting than I’d thought it would be. It’s almost like we’re doing the damn flapping of our wings ourselves.” I laugh at his stupid joke as we flag a taxi to take us back to the private airport just outside of the city.
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