Frank
The weeks passed, and we were soon flying to Phonix for the conference.
Sucy left the day before to meet up with friends so it was just Mark and I seated in first class that Friday morning. I thought about it, realizing that we’d never flown coach. Dad gained his wealth quickly and took good care of his family with it.
Mark sent one last text before takeoff, shoving the phone into his pocket as he leaned back. He was out late the night before, and I’d noticed that he was going towards his old ways a little more over the last few weeks. He was still actively sleeping with Sucy; we both were, but he seemed like he was moving towards the old lifestyle. “Where were you last night?” I asked him as he closed his eyes for a moment.
“I met a new bartende. We spent the night at her place,
