Tickets, Passport, Wallet – check.
He had bought the ticket two months ago and had been crossing days off the calendar ever since.
He reached the airport with an hour to spare. Myrah had chosen to stay back and they had argued about it again last night. He couldn’t believe she hadn’t called him to say goodbye. The final boarding call was announced and a wave of nostalgia hit him. He reached into his pocket for the phone and blinked the tears away as he found it empty.
The phone on the coffee table back home rang for the 22nd time.
Serves her right 🙂
The both of them I think. Them with their silly egos!
sometimes it doesn’t end up quite the way you want it to…