Flying HomeA Story by SyberRoseAn EncounterI was flying back home to Amarillo, Texas.
and told me it was just his bad luck.
and he carried it like a gentleman through the airport. but was in a hurry to catch another flight. it was nice to have met me and walked away.
and saw my husband waiting at the top; as I dragged the heavy suitcase up the steep steps to meet him.
Home sweet home again.
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© 2013 SyberRoseAuthor's Note
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