The Airline Love Story – Part 5: "A Moment of Perfection, But Just a Moment"
It was a gorgeous summer day, the kind you never want to end. Living in the northern Midwest, you yearn for these days because you know exactly what November through March is going to bring. I was working outdoors using some public WiFi and sitting on a park bench in the town square. Yes, I lived in a town with a town square.
I got a text message on the phone asking me some simple little nothing of a question: “what r u up to?”
Monday, November 11, 2013
The Airline Love Story - Part 4
The Airline Love Story – Part 4: "Undue Influence"
“Cross the street so he doesn’t see us together. I don’t want to deal with that…”
Ironically, at this point, I wouldn’t have known what he looked like anyways. She lived with her ex. She lived in fear, or at least that’s what she suggested. I don’t know what she thought or felt, but when you say “I sometimes go to bed with a knife in my hand under the pillow in case he comes home drunk”… well, I make some assumptions here and there.
“Cross the street so he doesn’t see us together. I don’t want to deal with that…”
Ironically, at this point, I wouldn’t have known what he looked like anyways. She lived with her ex. She lived in fear, or at least that’s what she suggested. I don’t know what she thought or felt, but when you say “I sometimes go to bed with a knife in my hand under the pillow in case he comes home drunk”… well, I make some assumptions here and there.
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