Change of Plans
I worked as an airport interpreter. Some years back I was dealing with the morning flight to Mexico and waiting for the afternoon people to fly in from out of state to go on their connecting flight to Cancun. One young guy with a guitar was standing around and talking with people. He was talking up the flight attendants and looking like he’s having a great time. He gets a call and soon turns somber. It happened to fast. As his flight is boarding to Mexico he comes up to the front desk to tell us he has to cancel his flight and go back home. His dad had been killed in a car crash. We all felt so horrible for him. He turned around and went home to grieve.
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