Airport (791 hits)
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Rating: 1.85 on 12 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Circe (View user info) at 2004-03-12 06:06:54 EST
She smoothed her skirt and fiddled nervously with her hair. The book on her lap
sat there, opened, forgotten. She'd read it a dozen times - 'Dirt Music' - it was
the literary equivalent of comfort food. She needed it today, but her eyes had kept skipping over the words and returning to the door.
Standing behind red nylon ropes, it was marked, simply, 'Arrivals'. There was
another just like it about twenty feet away. Two planes had arrived at the same
time and she didn't know door which he'd be coming through and what if she didn't
recognise him from the photos and what if she missed him or...
'Breathe.' She told this to herself firmly, to try and stem the panicky run of
her thoughts.
She took a deep, shuddering breath and went back to watching the door.
She fiddled with her hair again.
Snapping the book closed and stuffing it into her bag, she walked over to the
ropes, standing amongst all the other people waiting, craning their necks,
looking for a beloved face or a familiar walk.
God, she hoped she recognised him. So many people, and all he'd said was that
he'd be wearing a red shirt. Maybe that was him...? No, that man was older,
shorter than she was expecting.. and already being hugged joyfully by an old
Italian woman dressed in black, tears of happiness running down her lined, kind
face as she greeted him with a liquid cadence of Italian, like music.
Ok, not him then.
The butterflies in her stomach had somehow metamorphosed into eagles. What if she
did recognise him, went to him, and there was no spark, no anything? God, what if
this was a waste of time?
'Breathe.'
And between one breath and the next, there he was. He wasn't even looking at her - he
was walking to the left side of the crowd, scanning faces - but she knew
him. How could she have thought she wouldn't know him?
Cursing her decision to stand surrounded by people who all managed to be at least
three feet taller than her, she turned, almost ran, pushing past people,
sidestepping, feeling the curious glances at her exuberant, flushed face but not
caring, because there, he was right THERE, he was there and she could see him
and...
She touched his arm and he turned. Looked down at her.
She looked back, slightly breathless.
How do you say so much in one moment? How do you say 'Thank god you're here'? How
do you say 'I think I was born for you'? How do you say 'I see the rest of my
life in your eyes'?
He grinned.
She grinned back.
'Hi.'
'Hi.'
User Reviews
Submitted by Fey (user info) at 2007-05-20 06:23:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I like it. I'm happy for you.
Submitted by Doodles (user info) at 2006-12-08 20:40:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Does this have anything to do with the Dutchman perchance?
Submitted by SilvrWolf (user info) at 2005-01-16 16:10:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Wonderful piece. It actually made me feel a little better.
Submitted by GeorgeBaker (user info) at 2004-09-05 09:32:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
Yawn
Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2004-08-20 17:23:29 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Fantastic.
Submitted by shandythedog (user info) at 2004-06-10 07:54:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
happy!
nicely done, not overdone at all.
Submitted by Goldneyes (user info) at 2004-03-12 13:46:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Hey, I know this EXACT feeling! very well put!
Submitted by AlwaysAnEagle (user info) at 2004-03-12 13:33:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This reminds me of One Time When. Thanks.
Submitted by whataefag (user info) at 2004-03-12 09:57:23 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Nice, but could've been longer, less vague.
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2004-03-12 07:26:01 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Lyric,
I see what you mean..
I liked yours more, though.
Submitted by splat (user info) at 2004-03-12 07:25:50 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
self-satisfied adolescent fem tripe, but strong prose. try something challenging.
Submitted by Lyric (user info) at 2004-03-12 07:08:35 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I like this a lot. :)
It reminds me of the first thing I posted on here...
http://www.ubersite.com/m/24205
I was going for "artistic writing", though. Yours was more along the lines of "descriptive writing".
Personally, I like yours better.