<!– /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;} p {mso-margin-top-alt:auto; margin-right:0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} –> The Day of the Flight
Ashley never woke up earlier than Spencer. Today was different, hell she could barely sleep last night. It was like a nightmare. She was practically sobbing as she packed last night. In a few hours she and Spencer were on a plane to Ohio. A plane to Ohio… for Christmas at the Carlin’s. Then again on the bright side, with Ashley there Paula couldn’t invite anymore “but honey you’ll really like him” guys home anymore. It’s true even into their marriage Paula Carlin continued to attempt to find Spencer’s perfect guy. Every Christmas when she and Spencer met up again Spencer complained of the Patricks, and Ricks, and Samuels, her poor Spencer was forced to meet. And it all ended the same, with Spencer breaking the poor boys hopes and telling him she was gay with a wife. She almost never hated these guys, they were here because Paula told them to be. They didn’t know how manipulative Paula could be. Keyword, almost, we’ll always have those testosterone loaded macho men who make Ashley sick. Take Aron for example, cocky as hell, spoiled as shit, and selfish as fuck. The whole dinner went on terrible as he drabbled on about his “accomplishments.” While Paula snuck looks at whether Spencer was approving or not, all while Spencer thought of all kinds of ways Ashley would have tortured and killed him for having touched her ass. As some point she actually told him, “most people shake hands when they meet each other, not grab each other’s ass.” And when giving her now well recited, “I’m sorry but I’m gay” speech he had been undressing her with his eyes. Mumbling, “that’s hot” ever few seconds. And the night ended with him trying to kiss her and her slapping him. Ladies and Gentlemen Christmas with the Carlins. Spencer pushed the remainder of her suitcases to the door.

“Ashley! We got to go!” She yelled in the direction of their bedroom where she knew Ashley was thinking up of ways to get out of this. And as if on cue Ashley walked out of their bedroom lugging her suitcase behind her.