6. Horribly Engaged
I was engaged and went away to work at a school in Central America for the summer. I tried to call my fiance the whole time, but we only connected a few times.
On the day I returned, I had a layover in Houston on my way back to Portland. While sitting at my terminal, I was paged over the intercom to pick up the nearest white courtesy phone.
So, I ambled over and was connected…and it was my finance’…paging me at the airport to tell me he couldn’t pick me up in Portland because he’d fallen in love with another woman.
That happened.
Our airport break-up was the last time I spoke to him.