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The announcement for my flight broke me from my memories. My face was against the glass of the windows. I’d been peering at the gray above the tarmac half expecting a sky writer to spell out all the answers. Not that I’d see it amongst the storm clouds sodden with rain. As I climbed the stairs of the plane that would take me home, I turned and gave one last look at Seattle. Last year I left him in Monterey, this year I carried him here and this is where he had to stay.
The plane came down again as soon as it went up and I pushed through the baggage claim looking for Renee and the girls outside. I saw my Subaru and moved towards it but a salt and peppered grandfather climbed out to help his wife with her bags. I looked around again going right over the rusted red truck and the man leaning against it. I recognized the truck before I did him.
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