Alice POV
I am staring blankly in the airplane’s window.
“Old Mcdonald had farm” Lisa sang
“Iee ya iieee ya yo” the other four sings.
“And on that farm he had some cows” Lisa continued
“Eee-aayyyy-eeee-ayyy-oooo” the others responded. I sigh again. I feel like I am babysitting a bunch of kindergartens.
If you are wondering how and why are they singing comfortably in the plane without minding about other passengers, well it’s because… this is Lisa’s private plane. We are travelling through her private plane since she said that it is better to ride her plane than to ride along with other passengers. Because I might sneak out and leave them in the crowd. Which is really my plan. But it failed because she’s so smart to think of the first move before I do it. Aish.
“With a moo-moo h
