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This wasn't the best time to be stuck in a taxi. Not now. She was only minutes away from her destination. Her patience was getting thinner and thinner by the second. What if she was too late? She couldn't risk it, wouldn't risk it.
"I'll just get out here." The young brown-eyed girl spoke as she tapped the driver on the shoulder.
"I shouldn't let you out there miss. The weather looks like it's only going to get worse." The driver said with concern in his shaky voice.
"I'm sorry sir, but I have to get there as soon as possible. It look like we'll be stuck in the storm for too long if I stay. It's only a couple blocks away, I can manage." She shook her head in confidence and smiled at the older man.
"But miss," He started.
"I'll be fine."
"Very well miss. That'll be two-fifty." He sighed. This girl wouldn't listen to him, and he wasn't going to force her to stay. All he could do is hope and pray that she would reach her destination before the winter storm worsened.
"Keep the change." She handed the man a five-dollar-bill and opened the car door.
She felt the biting cold the moment the door cracked open, but she wouldn't give up now. She had to get there, she had to get there before it was too late. She'd miss so much already, and she vowed not to let this slip by like so many events before.
She could see the building up ahead, it was closer than she remembered. As she walked on she passed the familiar shops and restaurants that had occupied the town many years ago. Pressing onward toward her goal, she fought the blowing wind as it forced her to slow her steps because she was walking against it.
"Almost there." She whispered to herself.
It took a good ten minutes to walk that one block, but she was there and that was all that mattered. She glanced at her watch as she walked toward the entrance of the building. She was running a little late than what she hoped. It was no matter, no one would be expecting her anyhow.
As she stepped through the sliding glass doors, she sighed, knowing that she was finally here. She approached a woman behind a large counter and made her inquiry. As her question was answered, she nodded and proceeded toward the two metal doors across the hall. She pushed her way through them, and that's when she took in the sight before her.
They were all there. Every one of them. They stood with their backs to her, and she knew that she was not recognized. Yet.
A flash of doubt crossed her mind. She wasn't sure that she should be there, but she realized that she had every right to be there.
She walked towards them, knowing full well that she would be greeted first with a look of shock, and second (she hoped) a look of happiness.
It had been so long.
Too long.
But there was no turning back now. She was here and they were right in front of her, so close. For so many years, they were so far. But not now.
With a deep breath and a sigh, she placed her hand upon the shoulder of the tallest one. It had been so long since she had seen him, and the muscles in her body all began to tense as she watched his head turn, ever so slowly.
Her eyes met his own. It was like she was staring into her own pair for their eyes were the one feature they both shared.
His widened.
Hers filled with worry.
A moment later, his eyes lit up with amazement and his entire face broke out into a smile.
She greeted him with the same expression and smiled back.
"It's YOU!" He spoke with a laugh of amusement in the tone of his voice.
"Luis." She whispered.
"Paloma." He shook his head and looked down at her. "You're home!"
"I'm home." She assured him.
The rest all turned and their eyes all shared the same expression as Luis' did only seconds before.
Wonder.
Amazement.
Shock.
"I'm home."
Please R/R! Thanks!
This wasn't the best time to be stuck in a taxi. Not now. She was only minutes away from her destination. Her patience was getting thinner and thinner by the second. What if she was too late? She couldn't risk it, wouldn't risk it.
"I'll just get out here." The young brown-eyed girl spoke as she tapped the driver on the shoulder.
"I shouldn't let you out there miss. The weather looks like it's only going to get worse." The driver said with concern in his shaky voice.
"I'm sorry sir, but I have to get there as soon as possible. It look like we'll be stuck in the storm for too long if I stay. It's only a couple blocks away, I can manage." She shook her head in confidence and smiled at the older man.
"But miss," He started.
"I'll be fine."
"Very well miss. That'll be two-fifty." He sighed. This girl wouldn't listen to him, and he wasn't going to force her to stay. All he could do is hope and pray that she would reach her destination before the winter storm worsened.
"Keep the change." She handed the man a five-dollar-bill and opened the car door.
She felt the biting cold the moment the door cracked open, but she wouldn't give up now. She had to get there, she had to get there before it was too late. She'd miss so much already, and she vowed not to let this slip by like so many events before.
She could see the building up ahead, it was closer than she remembered. As she walked on she passed the familiar shops and restaurants that had occupied the town many years ago. Pressing onward toward her goal, she fought the blowing wind as it forced her to slow her steps because she was walking against it.
"Almost there." She whispered to herself.
It took a good ten minutes to walk that one block, but she was there and that was all that mattered. She glanced at her watch as she walked toward the entrance of the building. She was running a little late than what she hoped. It was no matter, no one would be expecting her anyhow.
As she stepped through the sliding glass doors, she sighed, knowing that she was finally here. She approached a woman behind a large counter and made her inquiry. As her question was answered, she nodded and proceeded toward the two metal doors across the hall. She pushed her way through them, and that's when she took in the sight before her.
They were all there. Every one of them. They stood with their backs to her, and she knew that she was not recognized. Yet.
A flash of doubt crossed her mind. She wasn't sure that she should be there, but she realized that she had every right to be there.
She walked towards them, knowing full well that she would be greeted first with a look of shock, and second (she hoped) a look of happiness.
It had been so long.
Too long.
But there was no turning back now. She was here and they were right in front of her, so close. For so many years, they were so far. But not now.
With a deep breath and a sigh, she placed her hand upon the shoulder of the tallest one. It had been so long since she had seen him, and the muscles in her body all began to tense as she watched his head turn, ever so slowly.
Her eyes met his own. It was like she was staring into her own pair for their eyes were the one feature they both shared.
His widened.
Hers filled with worry.
A moment later, his eyes lit up with amazement and his entire face broke out into a smile.
She greeted him with the same expression and smiled back.
"It's YOU!" He spoke with a laugh of amusement in the tone of his voice.
"Luis." She whispered.
"Paloma." He shook his head and looked down at her. "You're home!"
"I'm home." She assured him.
The rest all turned and their eyes all shared the same expression as Luis' did only seconds before.
Wonder.
Amazement.
Shock.
"I'm home."