I dreamed that you were next to me. Sitting on a beach somewhere, letting our toes curl in and out of the sand. I tried to speak but I had no voice. I tried to touch you, but you slipped further away.
Hollow barking filled my ears and I awoke in a blur. The hazy red digital lines of the clock read 4...something. Smokey and Milkshake were barking outside but I was too lazy to get up and knock on the backyard door to make them quiet. I tried to squeeze my eyes shut, but the sleep would not come.
My car slowly pulled into an empty spot between a large blue station wagon and black Ford truck.
"Here we are." I slipped the key out of the ignition and watched you slip through the passenger door like we were going to the movies or to a new Thai restaurant. We silently got your bags from the trunk and walked towards the terminal.
The rest I can't really remember. There was the check in counter with the nice lady who signed you up for your rapid rewards card. There was a line at the security gate. We said goodbye when you were halfway there. I remember the large warning sign forbidding more than 2 ounces of liquid in your carry on. I assured you that you didn't.
And I walked away as if I was dropping you off somewhere for a few hours and would be back later that night to pick you up. Just like that. And you flew away.
I made my legs make it back to the car. The red dented little car between the station wagon and the truck. My head hurt and my legs were like noodles. I gave a heavy sigh as I wondered if I had any cash to pay to get out of the terminal parking lot. When I found a few dollars in the glove compartment my head felt better. But I still laid my forehead down on the steering wheel and cried.
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