Leaving on a Jet Plane.
He would remember this trip for the rest of his life.
As he would this drink, scotch on the rocks.
Neither were his first of course. But today was special and would never be repeated.
He’d had the choice of seats as he was the only one aboard. Finally no screaming brats to worry about or having to travel economy. From now on, it was first class all the way.
He smiled, wondering what his school mentors would make of the boy who wouldn’t amount to anything as he settled back to enjoy the first trip in his personal jet.