The Trail to the Next Road

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We all spent a few more days together before Chris' family went home to Massachusetts. Chris and Henry thought it would be easier to fly privately back with my family. Henry was adamant about meeting my grandpa and Scott was coming too. My parents hadn't flown in a private plane before so they were getting to enjoy a part of what I'd been recently experiencing.  I still was not used to it and not sure if I ever would be.

Once we landed and got home, everyone settled in for the night. We figured it best to pile into my parents house instead of getting hotels and bringing attention to the celebrities.  Scott took the couch and Henry took the guest bedroom. Chris and I took my room again and of course Scott had to make a remark to Henry. "Just wait until later, her bed has a squeak."

Henry's eyebrows shot up at Scott's comment, prompting me to smack the man having fun at my expense. I was glad my parents had gone to their room so they didn't have to hear Scott. I didn't care, it was just awkward and I didn't need Chris getting all guarded about staying in my room again.

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The next morning, we all had a quick breakfast out on the patio.  As soon as we pulled up to my grandparents, the screen door opened, and out stepped my grandfather. The smile on his face was indescribable. He actually met us halfway so I had to scramble to get my phone out to capture the moment. Henry approached him with arms open. "It's so nice to meet you sir."

My grandpa hugged my friend. Watching the scene play out was cute. Henry was so much bigger than the old man. We all made our way inside and of course, my grandma had dessert waiting. She seemed a little more enamored by Henry than she had been by my boyfriend. I think some of it was because of how much my grandpa adored the character of Superman.  Even though Chris and Henry were supposed to be on certain diets right now, each getting ready for a part, they still indulged my grandma with her sweets.

Henry stayed a day more but then had to head home to visit his own family before his next project. My mom and I were taking him to the airport.  Still at my parents house, he said his farewells to everyone else before reaching Chris.  My boyfriend stepped forward and the two embraced, exchanging a few quiet sentences before I heard them laughing and Henry patting Chris on the back. 

As Chris stepped aside so Henry could climb in the car, I got a quick kiss from my boyfriend, telling him I'd see him in a few hours.   Looking over at Scott, I told him to behave while I was gone and to leave Mrs. Feathersby alone, before he scoffed, "I never behave".

Henry and I were sitting together in the backseat with his precious dog between us, while my mom drove to the airport.  It was actually kind of cute seeing this man in my parent's tiny car.  Once we got to the airport, he had his hat on and a hood.  Nobody would be expecting to see Henry  Cavill so he would be okay, especially since it was a private plane.  What would give him away was the size of this man.  He stood out more for that than he did with his face right now because his hair was longer than usual and curly. 

My mom pulled to the side and stepped out to hug Henry, while I waited, holding Kal's leash.  This dog was as famous as Henry so we put a sweatshirt on him, hoping it would help long enough to get where they needed to be.  My mom took the leash and Henry picked me up in an embrace.  I held on around his shoulders tight.  It was hard saying goodbye to him because we really didn't know when we'd be on the same continent again. I was already beginning to sniffle when he spoke into my ear.

"Now, none of that.  I don't want everyone to see me getting upset so I'm going to need you to stop."

He promised me he'd let me know the minute he landed and that we'd figure out some time in the near future to meet up. We had already planned a time to FaceTime soon, even though it wasn't the same as in person.  Time zones were my biggest enemy when it came to Henry but we'd figure something out, just like Calvin and I have,

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