First Class Camouflage

We were twins. We shared everything friends, chores, punishment and if you were to ask my mom a brain. We did everything together. Until the worst day of my life, he was leaving for a 8 month tour in Iraq. I thought to myself that no other day will be as bad as this.Now I am sitting on my bed in so much pain I am unable to move. My life crashes around me as I hear my mother sobbing from the kitchen. The day we dropped him off is nothing compared to the memories of the day we got the call.
5 weeks later
I sit down in my first class seat on the way to New York to start my new life. I couldn't stay home it hurt to much. Just 5 more hours I tell myself, I have hated flying since I was a little girl. Sitting by the window and realizing that no one else is boarding I start to relax as the seat beside me remains empty. My flight had one connection in Alabama then I was free in New York