Something felt out of the moment when Clark voluntarily booked flights.
At first I wiped it and I thought maybe – maybe – maybe – finally took the initiative to make things easier for our family. After all, planning a trip with two small children is not a small task, and the idea that we do not have to deal with reservation problems was a welcome relief.
But deep down, the little voice whispered, don’t be too comfortable, Soph. And boy, he had the voice right.
My husband upgraded himself and my mother to first class and left me and the kids in the economy – I gave him a lesson that I will never forget..
When my husband booked our flights, I didn’t think about it twice. One or a few things to do for me, right? As he was wrong.
“Clark, where are our seats?” I asked and noticed that it seemed unusually focused on his phone.
He hesitated before he gave me an extremely smile – the one I knew all too well.
“Well … I managed to upgrade my mom and me for the first class.” You know how to get long years old, and I really need a peaceful rest … ”
I was flashing. “Wait. So you and your mother are sitting in the first grade while I’m stuck in an economy with children?”
Clark had the courage to shrug his shoulders. “Come on, Soph, don’t be so dramatic!” It’s just a few hours. You’ll be fine. ”
Directly on Cue, his mother, Nadia, appeared, her branded luggage in the curtain. “Oh, Clark!” Are we all ready for our luxury flight? ”
They disintegrated towards the first-class lounge and left me two eccentric children, and the plan was cooked in my mind.
“Oh, it will be luxurious, okay,” I murmured. “Just wait and see.”
Flight from heaven … Or hell?
Clark and his mother have already sipped champagne when I managed to struggle with us in the basket.
“Mom, I want to sit with my dad!” Our five -year -old whistled.
I forced a smile. “This time, sweetheart.” Dad and grandmother are in a special part of the aircraft. ”
“Why can’t we sit there either?”
I sighed. “Because Dad is a very special kind of person.”
“What was it, Mom?”
“Nothing, honey.” Let’s turn it on. ”
When the flight took off, I settled in and watched Clark from a distance as he indulged in first-class luxury. Good dining, top-of-the-line liquor via dream.
Then, thirty minutes later, it happened.
Clark began to look frantically in his pockets, his face fell when he realized that something was missing.
I grinned. Showtime.
The moment of truth
Soon Clark set out down the aisle and looked thoroughly rattled.
“Soph?” He whispered urgently. “I can’t find my wallet.” Do you have any money? ”
I leaned my head. “Oh no, that’s terrible!” How much do you need? ”
“Uh … about $ 1,500.”
I was almost choking on the water. “Fifteen hundred dollars?!” What did you order? The whole endangered species? ”
Clark moved uncomfortably. “It’s not funny, soph.” I have to pay. ”
I picked up my eyebrows. “Doesn’t your mom have a card?” I’m sure she would like to cover it. ”
His expression darkened and I mixed.
When we started our descent, Clark last returned to the economy, his face firmly with frustration.
“Soph, are you sure you haven’t seen my wallet?”
I gave him my best innocent look. “Are you sure you didn’t leave it at home?”
He sighed and walked through his hands. “I could swear that I had it at the airport.” This is a nightmare. ”
I patted my arm sympathetically. “Well, at least you have to enjoy the first class, right?”
The look that shot me could have infected milk.
She learned the lesson well.
After landing, Clark looked absolutely unhappy. His mother wisely disappeared in the toilet and avoided his anger.
“I can’t believe I lost my wallet,” he murmured, checking his pockets after the tenth check.
“Maybe it fell out during one of those fantastic meals you ordered?” I suggested, barely contained my amusement.
He shot my gaze. “Very funny, Soph.”
When we walked out of the airport, I couldn’t help but feel a little victorious.
I continue my wallet a little longer. Maybe even treat yourself to a nice card before you return it.
After all, little creative justice has never hurt anyone.
The taste of his own medicine
When we left the airport, Clark was still annoying and his frustration mounted with every second. His luxury flight took an unexpected nosedive, and he didn’t blame anyone, but alone.
He expected comfort and indulgence and left me and the children to fight in the economy – but instead got a dose of reality.
Would he dare to pull out such a stuntman again? No, if he knew what was good for him.
I grinned at myself and patted the hidden wallet in the bag. Maybe next time, he thought twice before preferring his own comfort to the family.
Until then, I had some well-earned shopping.