“Yes, mmhm. Yup dad, I know. I love you too, now I gotta go” I say into my phone as I gather the last of my things off my desk before leaving for JFK International. “Make sure to call me when you get to the airport, then call again once you board the plane-“ “And call you again once I’ve landed” I say with a heavy sigh. “ Yes dad, I know the drill” my eyes roll as this exact conversation has played out a million times before. “You know we could just text.” “It’s not the same, not as genuine as hearing your voice.” He says in a gruff upset tone, like the little worry wort he is. “Yeah, yeah dad. Listen, I’ve actually got to go now or I’m going to miss my flight!” I nod my head towards the tall, blue eyed, blonde woman with curly hair waiting for me patiently right outside my office. She nods back and starts walking towards the elevators and I follow, my suitcase in tow. “You can’t miss your flight when you’ll be the only one on it. They won’t leave without you.” My father grumbl
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