My flight home I barely remember; I was still shell-shocked by what had happened.

Mum had picked me up, grumbling about how it wasn’t fair that the flight landed at some ridiculous hour of the morning. Within weeks, she’d cut me out of her life completely. Everything fell apart.

But this trip will be different. Josh and I need time together to finish rebuilding things between us, and I’m confident it’ll go well.

I’m going to miss Amelia like crazy. But she’s in her first year of school and still making friends and establishing routines. I don’t want her to get the idea that because Josh is her dad we’ll be flitting off whenever he calls.

I watch the safety video, and soon the plane rumbles on its way to take off.

Here we go.

The first couple of hours of the flight, I flick from show to show on the in-flight entertainment. Nothing keeps my interest, and my mind keeps wandering. If it’s not Melly I’m thinking about, it’s her father.

I don’t care if she has school. The next trip, we’ll do together.

Maybe I need to find a movie to keep my mind off things.

Selecting Magic Mike XXL, I smile.. I don’t get to watch a lot of grown-up movies at home. By the time Melly’s asleep, I’m lucky if I don’t fall asleep in front of the television most nights.

Channing Tatum gyrates on my screen. Does Josh know him?

My life really is about to turn weird.

The man to the left of me snorts. “The movies get worse every time on these flights.”

I turn up the sound, cross my arms and block him out.

It’s just me and Channing for the next couple of hours.

The time passes pretty quickly, and as the credits roll, the smell of hot food fills my nostrils. My stomach grumbles even though I had a snack at the airport as I knew my ticket didn’t come with a meal. At least I’ll get a cup of coffee to tide me over for a while longer.

The men either side of me are served a meal. It looks like a beef wellington with mashed potato, but I try not to look because my mouth is watering.

“Coffee or tea? Or maybe a cold drink?” the flight attendant asks me.

“Coffee would be lovely.”

My neighbour glares as the attendant reaches over to hand me the small tray with a cup full of coffee in it. I pour in the milk, stir in some sugar, and open the wrapped chocolate chip biscuit. At least I’ve got something to eat.

Flicking through the movies, I find one that stars Josh. I’ve only seen the one movie of his so far, and maybe this’ll distract me while I’m waiting for this flight to end.