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?" a voice be
me in the line. "I'm sorry?" I say in
up. I'm going to miss my damn plane." He sneers, and I
Great, a drunk in the chec
e flights, and to be honest, I wish they would delay mine. Then
the mood f
the people behind him, and I roll
n until I can take it no longer. I turn to him. "They are wor
s as he turns h
ee," I mutter u
. "What are you, a schooltea
in hell. I flew across the world to go to a wedding, only to watch my ex-boyfri
mess w
e front as my fur
at my feet, and I tur
wince at the smell of his breath.
staff have seen what's going on here and called for backup.
ike." He picks up my suitcase a
hell?" I
cries. "Don't touch her s
hrows a punch at my savior
am pushed back as he throws punches and screams
ffs. The kind security guard picks up my bag. "Sorry about that," he
queue, but at this point, I just don't care. "Great." I sheepishly follow him, a
H
okay?"
ne. Thank yo
ls the ticket man, and he gives us both
on, please?"
ver; he smiles as he looks at the photo. Oh man, that's the worst
photo: Is it eve
. "I hope not. I'm i
have you flying to New York today wit
rably not next
replies as he continues to type at a ri
to the airport?" I ask. "He hasn't ev
ed by what goes on ar
this gu
y tickets. "I'v
ha
apology for him mi
at's not necessary . .
ver and smiles broadly
u so much
nd hug him. But of course I won't. I'll pretend t
again."
. Lunch and drinks are on the house in there. Have a safe flight.
gage checks with a hug
ust what the
l, and I'm wearing black leggings, a baggy pink sweater, and tennis shoes, but I did fix my makeup a little, so that's something. If I had known I was going to be upgraded, I would
ight attendant. "Just through t
cket and walk through the
B
and a man sitting next to the window turns to me
" I
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