They were airborne, at last. He looked to his left; she was there, his beautiful wife of four years. They had dated for three years before getting married. He couldn't recall anything meaningful he had done without her. She was ashen with fear, totally speechless; must be the flying experience. She didn't expect it to be this sudden and definitely not this way, he had to make this move or he would have lost her to that playboy, Benjamin. They had promised they would be together till the death and he meant to keep his word; moreover she was carrying his baby, their first. He could not believe his ears when she told him she was leaving, 'I'm leaving with Ben, we are flying tonight' she said, and 'the baby is his, not yours'; what nonsense!. Me and Mr. Jones (by Amy Winehouse) plays on the radio, she starts screaming, and it wasn't about the music. He knew why, and smiles; my love, my life, he thinks to himself.
The metal barrier bends under the impact and the car bumps up a little higher into the sky upon hitting the concrete. Yes! smooth sailing, he could let go of the steering wheel now. She had stopped screaming and was staring at him with unspoken questions in her eyes. There was no time to explain anything, everything. His eyes offered the only explanations 'soon my love, you will understand, we'll be together forever'. They were going a lot slower now, altitude and gravity must have switched roles. He looks out the window and up into the sky, so pure, so sublime. Everything starts happening fast again, the plunge must have started. He reaches out to her and she just keeps staring ahead, her eyes fixed like they were made of glass. She looked so ethereal with her unmade hair caught in the wild breeze.
Breathing became hard; the machine went through random twists and wisps of air were all around them. The breeze was stronger and harsher now, no more a caress. The radio was still on, though he could barely hear what was playing; something that sounded like 'Lady' by D'angelo. How appropriate, he closes his eyes, sleep was creeping in and he couldn't allow himself to fall asleep. This was their moment. His eyes close again as they landed rather fast and uncontrolled, they went into the air for the second time with more twists and turns. He couldn't see her face anymore or hear what she was saying, a contorted metal part of the car was now blocking his view, his neck snapped as they hit the ground on the third bounce. Someone screamed somewhere in the background, he couldn't make out the words properly, more people were screaming now; then nothing; just the enveloping darkness.
