Chapter One Karen’s POV I let out another frustrated breath. The screen still read, in it’s digitized, pixelated letters, “Delayed”. I read the exact words to my concerned husband over the phone. Zack, being the sweet, golden retriever husband thaat he is, goes into comforting mode. “Oh, I’m so sorry, honey. You know how these airport systems are. Retards, I tell you. If I was there, I would’ve…” he proceeds to go on a ramble about how he would have forced them to do something I know he doesn’t have the bone to do. Not because he’s incapable. He’s not that immorally inclined. And I know he’s just trying to comf
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