It was a disaster. Marge shouldn’t have booked her trip to Argentina through the travel company. Left to her own devices, Marge never flew with Jet Blue. She’d already been stuck on the tarmac for three hours. Another twenty minutes and there would be no way to make her connecting flight.
At least she had a bit of breathing room since the aisle seat next to her hadn’t been taken. In the old days, when she still traveled with Jane, she’d have been forced to socialize.
“Well! Isn’t this a surprise? I guess we’re still traveling together whether we mean to or not.” Jane Came forward from the bowels of the plane to take the empty seat.
The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Rich Voza
8 Responses to Air Space