Monday, October 5, 2015

Fear

"Are you flying alone?" J asked. 
"Yes."
"You seem nervous. Fear of flying?"
"No, more of fear of what's waiting for me when I land."
"What's waiting for you on the other side?"
H quickly came to her senses, having realized what she just let slip - and to a stranger, no less! 
"Oh I'm sorry," J interrupted her thoughts. "Didn't mean to intrude."