Classic Sauce (Pt. 3)
Hours passed on the plane and I became to feel a bit more at ease with the idea of my forced relocation. This may do, I thought to myself as the inner core…
Hours passed on the plane and I became to feel a bit more at ease with the idea of my forced relocation. This may do, I thought to myself as the inner core…
I like airports. Theres a sense of movement, of potential and exotic travel that is intoxicating. Everyone has their own destination and this adds to the…
Was he convinced that this was the right course of action? He didn’t feel the change yet. A hand on his shoulder brought him from his rumination. “Are you…
The airport security office served as a poor interrogation room, but Dayton International wasn’t exactly a bustling hub of anything. Agent Lefleur sighed and…
“Yes I got the tickets father, am just leaving the house now to meet up with Raymond at the airport, and then we will make our way to your house.” - “Then we…
The tears coursed down my cheeks silently. I sniffed and brushed them away quickly. I put my head in my hands and prayed harder than I’d done in my life. “Lord…
With effort she lifts her tired head and attempts to catch someone’s eye but all she can see are legs. Manly legs in trousers, hidden legs covered by skirts…
Harold ended the call and abruptly threw his cell phone into the wall, shattering it. I run an airport, for crying out loud, he inwardly fumed, _not a…
He was waiting in line at the metal detector gates, and just about when he felt his knees trembling and almost collapsing, he got there. The morose border…
He smiled back up at her, she was taller than he imagined, and then he looked down and realized she was wearing very tall wedged shoes. If he wanted to kiss…
“You know, you talk too much.” It was a sarcastic statement because he never said a word. He was the quietest, shiest guy I had ever met. He simply smirked at…
“Hello, my name is Dennis,” he practiced quietly to himself, pacing back and forth in front of the masses huddled around baggage claim. She was late. Late for…
Sometimes, when it gets too much--all the lights, the noise, the constant attention--she disappears. She drives to the airport and points at the departures…