The flight to El Paso was mostly uneventful. Tessa forgot to mention that she hates flying, and so had an attack just as the plane was readying for take-off. This almost caused a panic and for the plane to be turned around. Fortunately, my brother and I were able to convince the captain and the flight attendants that she would be fine and just needed to rest although it did put us slightly behind schedule. We landed without incident and because we were able to catch a good tailwind that was actually able to put us back on schedule. I woke Tessa as we were landing and pulling up to the terminal. She looked a little pale, but she mind-linked us that she would be fine once we got off the plane.
Once the plane was parked at the terminal, I helped her to stand up as she was still a lit
