The Ultimate Treasure

By: Melody Anne

“I’m really going to miss you, Sis. We’ve never been this far apart, and I’ve always protected you. It’s hard for me to let go, even though I know you’re perfectly capable of taking care of yourself,” Savvy told her.

“I know you love me. That’s what has made a difference in my life. I want to give back,” Lexie assured her.

“I’m so proud of you. However, I want you to send me pictures every single day and check in with me so I won’t worry,” Savvy insisted.

“I will check in as much as I possibly can,” Lexie told her.

Good. I still find it difficult remembering you’re an adult who is more than capable of taking care of yourself.”

“And that’s why I love you so very much,” Lexie said with a laugh. “I adore you.”

“I know. It’s mutual,” Savvy assured her.

The night flew by too quickly, and soon Lexie was holding her sister extra tight as they said their goodbyes. Then she was off for the airport in the car her sponsoring company had sent. Her heart pounded as they turned off the freeway to the airport. It was going to happen. She was on her way to save the world.

Okay, she might not be saving the world on this particular trip, but it was a good start. Humanitarianism began one person at a time, she told herself.

When the car bypassed the main terminal, Lexie grew a bit nervous. She hadn’t checked the credentials of the driver. What if he wasn’t who he said he was? Her heart thudded, but she tried to remain calm.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“Your flight is out of the private terminal,” the driver assured her.

Lexie knew this was a legit company. She’d sat before them as she’d explained what she wanted to do, and nothing had seemed out of place. The paperwork she’d completed had been insane, but there was nothing wrong with it.

The car stopped at the private terminal, and she let out a breath of relief. The driver came around and opened her door before she had her seat belt off. He gave her a reassuring smile before offering her his hand.

Lexie had never used the private terminal before. This trip was already starting off with a bang — that was for sure. She stood beside the car and gazed around as the driver removed her two bags, and then she walked by his side as they entered the terminal.

Only a few people were milling around the beautiful building as the driver made his way to the back doors. Where was the TSA? The lines? The annoyance of a large airport? She had no idea, but she shouldn’t be complaining — even internally.

They went through the back doors where a large jet was sitting on the tarmac. A man smiled as he spotted them then ran up and took her bags, leading them to the back where a machine was loading many boxes of what looked like supplies.

“I’m going in this?” she asked, stopping in her tracks as she looked at the sleek white jet with blue stripes running down it.

“This is your ride,” the driver said as he tried to get her to move again.

“Are you sure? I’m Alexa Mills,” she said, wanting to make sure he had the right person. This jet looked as if it belonged to some billionaire CEO, not to a non-profit company intent on saving the world.

“Yes, Ms. Mills, I’m sure,” he said with a laugh. He finally got her to move forward. Lexie felt as if she were entering another universe. She expected to be wedged between two stout people in the back of a regular plane, not sitting luxuriously in a corporate jet.

Why she was worried, she wasn’t sure. Maybe it was because she was going to serve those who were less fortunate than most. She felt slightly guilty traveling in style.

Without further arguing, Lexie stepped toward the jet. This was an adventure she’d been looking forward to for a very long time. She wasn’t going to turn away now.

Stepping through the open door, Lexie felt her breath leave her. The pilot stood to the side with a greeting that she was unable to respond to, because she was looking around in total awe.

The interior was done in beige and black with sleek leather furniture and what appeared to be mahogany cabinets. Brass and crystal accents ran throughout the large space and the cream colored carpet was plusher than any other she’d ever seen.

This wasn’t an unfamiliar world, and she still wasn’t sure she was on the right jet. She was about to ask as her head swiveled back around to look at the pilot.

“Have a seat, Ms. Mills. We’ll be ready for takeoff in a few minutes,” he told her as he held out his hand.

“Where should I sit?” she asked, grateful her voice had returned.

“Anywhere you choose.”

Lexie stepped forward and sat in one of the oversized chairs, sighing in pleasure at the way she sunk into it. Her fingers trembled as she reached for the seat belt. A young man in a smart suit came out and asked what she’d like to drink, and Lexie decided she needed some liquid courage. She ordered a vodka tonic and was happy when he returned quickly with her drink and a bowl of trail mix.

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