Chapter 37

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March 15, 1956

Jackie felt dizzy as she left the airplane. The pilot hadn't been very good, Jack had puked twice, Arabella thrice and Jackie herself once.

Jack had a green face but seemed more concerned over Jackie then himself,"Kid? Kid are you alright, is the baby alright?"

Jackie nodded but Jack repeated the question over and over, not seeming to hear her answer.

Jackie was holding Bella because at the moment she didn't trust Jack with her daughter, he couldn't walk in a straight line and he looked like he'd puke at any second.

Jackie thought to herself "He has no idea how bad it was waking up every morning for eight months to barf."

Jackie started to dread how soon she'd be back to that routine, waking Jack up in the process.

She shuddered. Bella would suffer too.

They were in Massachusetts though, and close to home.

After they arrived home, Jack started packing for his next trip to Conneticut immedietly.

Jackie already felt the pain of seperation and Jack hadn't even left yet.

Bella had fallen asleep in the cab and she had taken her fathers trait of snoring, even as an infant.

Jackie was left to her own devices.

She decided she'd spend some time with Luna. The bird was shaken from the flight.

While in New York Jackie had spent some time with Luna and for some reason the bird wasn't afraid of humans, and she already knew some commands. Jackie supposed at one point the bird had been trained.

She felt bad that perhaps she took the bird away from her owner but she knew the bird had been away for a long time if it had ever had owner because when she had found Luna she had obviously been living it rough for quite some time.

Jackie made sure to close all the windows and doors before she opened Luna's cage and allowed her to flutter about.

Luna went to Jackie immedietly after the cage door opened, she landed on Jackie's shoulder.

Jackie smiled at the bird and the bird seemed to smile back.

And slowly but surely, Jackie began to fall asleep, and Luna flew right back into her cage.

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