"So that's it then." She said it without feeling. I started to look at her, but I looked past her, through the window, at the planes landing and taking off. She stood slowly and walked away. A lady with a thick accent came on the loud speaker asking everyone to watch their luggage. "I guess so," I said softly, but she didn’t hear. Somewhere a baby was crying. A flight to Tucson would begin boarding in 10 minutes. Mr. Marshall had a call on the courtesy phone. The planes came and went. Across the terminal, she was disappearing down an escalator, but I didn’t notice.
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