It was Christmas Eve. Fog stuck to the tarmac at Lindbergh field. The wind was blowing vigorously through her auburn hair that twisted in loose curls and fell on her back. Her hat sat on her head and kept her from the cold along with her blue pea-coat that reached her mid thighs. Her scarf wrapped around her face tightly to keep her skin from the brisk winter air. As she awaits for the plane to land any minute now her mind goes crazy. It seemed as if she was waiting for days in this airport when it had only been two hours. She couldn't stand the wait any longer, her nerves were building every second. Her mind only focused on him. Her black heels click back and forth as she paces around the airport getting increasingly anxious thinking of what is to come. Thinking back on the past months, she can't believe he left for war so long ago and now the moment has finally come for him to come home. She peers around to acknowledge the fact that she’s all alone. Everyone else has left the airport or ran inside to get away from the cold. It’s dusk and she looks up to the sky. Blinking rapidly when snowflakes start to fall freely throughout the air and land on her long black eyelashes. She always loved Christmas time, she always thought of it as a time for family and friends. Looking down on her left hand, her engagement ring sparkles. She squints to see a plane come soaring in from the distance. Her heart starts to quicken as the plane lands. The door of the plane opens and she lets out a gasp.
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Free Write
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