When I boarded the plane to return home yesterday there was already a passenger in the adjacent window seat. The cover of the book this forty something Grizzly Adams was reading claims to be a "rivoting" memoir of a marksman.
I gave him a polite nod and smile as I sat in my seat. He promptly told me, "I was hoping you wouldn't be here." I responded that I knew completely how he felt.
He then went on to reveal that he made it on the plane flying standby. That was followed up with an hour of snoring.
This one is for him.
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