Flying Home

The plane lands. The phones come out. Airplane mode off. Phone calls. Text messages.

We just landed…

I’ll be home soon…

I missed you too…

Just one more flight…

I pull out my phone. Unlock the screen, my thumb hovering over the button. I lock the screen. The phone returns to my pocket. There’s no need.

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