Jenny regularly visited Hazel after work. They hung out, went to the movies, ate out at the diner and she was glad to see a smile returning on her friends face every now and then. She was glad to see her getting enough sleep and food. As well as seeing her out and about, not shut away in that house. She was actually thinking of advising Hazel of selling the land and buying another. But that would have to wait for another day when she was healed completely, and able to speak about her mom without tears filling her eyes.
Both girls had went to see a music concert, Hazel waved goodbye to Jenny as she drove off. The keys jingled as she opened the door. She made herself some tea and thought to herself, she wanted to do it. Jenny was right, she needed to take a nice vacation. Go somewhere far away and rejuvenate herself. She became self criticizing, she had indeed been reclusive, Jenny was right.
Hazel went online, searching for a next day flight to Egypt. She called Jenny and let her know, excitement creeping into her voice as she packed. Jenny squealed with delight over the phone and thanked goodness in her mind that Hazel was picking herself up. She was proud of her.
That morning was filled with excitement and anticipation..something Hazel hadn’t felt in a good eight months. She took her seat on the flight and watched the clouds surround the plane, surrendering to a sweet dream, it was a peaceful flight over and she did not wake until their descent was announced by the captain. Hazel eagerly looked out her tiny window at the clouds parting way, slowing, the brown desert sand came into view. She felt light hearted and for once since her mom died she felt alive.