The flight went well. We had first class seats, so I can imagine that made a difference. There hadn't been much turbulence, and we didn't encounter any storms. Landing went well too, but we didn't land until evening.
The guys wives were already there waiting for us. Gerard embraced Lindsey in a tight hug, and asked about Bandit. Mikey and Frank had similar greetings with their wives. I followed Ray over to Christa. Ray gave Christa a hug, and whispered something into her ear.
"You must be Zane." Christa greeted me. "I've been dying to talk to you in person."
"Me too." I said with a smile
We got together in one large group and exchanged some small talk. Most of it was aimed towards me. Questions about what my first flight was like, and much reassurance that I'd love California. Finally we all headed to the guys cars.
Frank an Jamia had a classic Fire bird. Mikey and Alicia had a Mercedes SLS. Gerard and Lindsey had a hybrid of some sort, they all look the same to me. It was Ray and Christa's car that I love the most though. A classic Corvette Stingray in stunningly perfect white.
"Whoa," I gasped when I saw it.
Ray and Christa both chuckled. "You like?" Ray asked.
"Definitely. Corvette Stingrays are my favorite, especially old ones. How does it run?" I inquired.
"Like new. Might have to take you out to the track sometime, so you can experience it's speed for yourself." Christa said.
On the ride to Ray and Christa's house we talked about other classic cars. Turns out both of them are huge car fanatics as well as music lovers. They couldn't be any more perfect, and they were my parents.
To be continued...
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