AJ Slepian
Joined January 2021
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Homeward Bound
It was the last flight out of Dallas that night. The cold front from up north had delayed every departure by several hours and Ender was eager to escape the wall-slouching zombies pacing the halls of DFW and waiting for their golden ticket home. Normally, he wouldn’t be the first to board and would hang back to minimize his time in the cramped arial tin can sharing breathing space with the stranger next to him and awkwardly stuffing his 6’1 body into the torturous 45’ angle of the economy seats. But today he was first in the queue, his grip on the handle of his bag vice-like.
By AJ Slepian 3 years ago in Families
