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    The Special Two

    I have to admit, flying first class does have its perks. Especially when traveling long distances. Comfortable seats, somewhat better food and what I would call, a personal steward. 

    I hope the seat beside me stays empty. Any other time I wouldn’t mind some company…, but not today. I don’t feel like faking a smile and I certainly don’t feel like having to start a conversation with god knows who.

    I look at my watch and notice it’s almost time to leave. I guess we will have an ‘on time’ departure. I adjust myself in the seat and close my eyes.

    Just as I was about to relax, I hear someone laugh by the door…, I can’t even begin to explain the feelings that sound stirs within me. I quickly shook them off and I try to ignore the pounding in my chest.

    The voice seems closer and closer…, what in the world is happening to me? I swear if my heart beats any louder I’m going to go deaf!

    Suddenly, I open my eyes and I find myself receiving the most powerful look I’ve ever seen…, from the most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on.

    She’s smiling at me with what I can only describe as, a heart breaking smile.

    Somehow, I notice her mouth moving but I can’t seem to register anything that is passing her lips. I see her raise her eyebrow…, just then, I’m finally able to blink and get a hold of myself for a moment as I hear her say "is this seat taken?"

    Blank…, my mind is completely blank. I manage to mumble a reply, "um…, uh…, I…"

    And there it was…, that incredible laugh.

    "I was only kidding, you know. I do have this seat number" she says.

    Thank god for those few brain cells I have left…, some of my senses are back.

    "Sorry…, you caught me a bit off guard" I smile as I apologize.

     "I didn’t mean to startle you. I just thought it would be a nice way to break the ice."  And with a smirk, she adds "After all, we are sharing seats for god knows how long".

    To this I just nod with a small smile and thank my lucky stars for a half decent stranger. Having the seat beside me occupied, may not be so bad after all.

    ***

    We’ve been in the air for about thirty minutes. Following my earliest embarrassment, we hardly had time to talk. The flight attendant was keeping us busy…, you know, making sure we were all set, passing out blankets, hand wipes, checking if our seatbelts were fastened.

    I understand it’s all part of the job but, I have to say, she was being overly attentive to my new neighbour. Was she flirting with her?

    Wait…, ‘why do I even care?’

    I’m so distracted by my thoughts that I miss what she said, again. It takes me a second but I quickly recover and turn to her.

    "I’m sorry?" she must think I’m either the most rude or insane person she has ever met.

    There I am, looking like a fool…, seems to be about the only thing I can do lately.

    "Don’t you love how much they over do everything?" she said as she rolls her eyes.

    "I think they’re only paying special attention to certain people" I nod my head towards her.

    "You caught that too huh?" she chuckles.

    Tingles…, they ran through my body every time she does that.

    "Hard not to when she’s all over you." Did I just sound like the jealous girlfriend?

     I see a grin forming on her face…, and there’s my answer.

    "Maybe we should switch seats…, perhaps you’re too far away for her to provide the same attention!" Is she mocking me now?

    As her smile grows wider, I shake my head unable to hide a smile of my own. This is definitely going to be a long flight.

    "By the way, I’m Bette Porter".

    "Nice to meet you Better Porter…, Tina Kennard".

    Comments

    1. Wow, black, you’re off to an amazing start! I hadn’t heard the song before and took the time after reading this post to give it an ear… I certainly understand its strong inspiration! Again, you’re doing a splendid job; the flow of the story is powerful! PPS! SK/C

    2. Black I love this story and its only just begun.I wasn’t sure who the couple would be but by the smile on my face its about Bette and Tina. Look forward to more.

    3. Standing in a crowd of people and still feels lonely. A lot of people feel like that at times. So this is how they meet.Hope the flight is a good one for both of them thanks

    4. Hey my dear! How can you think for a second that I wouldn’t stop by and read every single chapter of yours?!… I’m hooked already! I love the way you write and your story is so intriguing already. I can’t wait to see how their meeting will progress and I can already tell that we’re in for a fabulously interesting ride! And I’ll be there every step of the way, my friend! Have yourself an amazing holiday and lots of greetings to you and all your loved ones! Please post soon and take care! xxxK ;)

    5. Hey there my friend! First, thanks for Crackberrying me to let me know you had posted! You know how dangerous we’ll be now that I have my e-mail at my fingertips! This story is amazing, it is VERY hard to write in first person and make it believable, to do it without tense issues, etc. and you’ve done an amazing job! I can’t wait to see where you take this and because it’s so well written, not because we’re pals, you’ve hooked me! Thank you for taking the time and I’m glad you took the plung!

    6. Hello Black… ahhhh… yes I can feel her longing for something else in life… searching and seeking until she is shifted from her comforts by nature… by destiny… it seems we cannot control ourselves when we are in a state of shock and wonderment and come on who wouldn’t be in a state of wonderment being that close to someone as warm as Tina… you have such a fluid way with creating an emotional resonance… you weave words of enchantment and wonderment and longing… you rock and roll my friend (hope you don’t mind me calling you friend :))… Love and hugs, JC (Latin Nephew to those Salsa Angels and your ever proud Cuzzie)

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