“If you’re not afraid of flying, please explain to me why you’d rather we drive for fourteen hours instead of taking a two-hour flight, especially since, statistically speaking, it’s the safest way to travel, and if it’s claustrophobia, then you can have the damn window seat.”
Torrey shakes her head sharply, embarrassed and angry about being embarrassed. “I’m not claustrophobic, and it’s not agoraphobia either, and I’m not scared of heights, and I’m not scared of speed.”
“It’s the panic attacks–can you imagine a panic attack, stuck in a narrow metal tube with 200 strangers and the threat of arrest for making a disturbance, at 35,000 feet up in the air? It really is true that there’s nothing to fear but fear itself!”
Every week, Girlie on the Edge hosts the Six Sentence Stories flash fiction link up and blog hop. This week’s cue: FEAR. Fun Sixes from other writers are at the link. Join us! It’s a blast!