Changing Horizons

We shared an underdressed kiss standing on the pavement in front of the airport. Bones rattled from February chill; breath turned misty like my eyes.

“Good luck,” I whispered into Justin’s shoulder as I untangled my arms from his back. “Maybe this will be the one.”

“Thanks.” He half smiled. “See you tomorrow.”

Justin boarded a New York-bound plane wearing his only suit pressed into neat lines.

I returned to our Detroit home with cold feet.

Photo by Patrick Tomasso on Unsplash

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19 thoughts on “Changing Horizons

    1. Thank you, Asha! Yes, our home was (and in so many ways still is) Detroit. But in 2009 after the auto industry collapsed there weren’t many jobs. We decided on a whim to go to NY instead. He studied and took the bar exam there, and miraculously after many flights (and falsifyling that he lived at his aunt’s in Long Island) got his first job there. Now here we are almost ten years later in beautiful Virginia!

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