John Jameson left the taxi and arrived at JFK airport. His father paid the cab driver as John took his bag out of the trunk. They walked together into the station. Both of them sat in a pair of hard, plastic yellow chairs.
After ten minutes of absolute silence, there was an announcement, "American Airlines: Flight 23. Destination: Miami, Florida."
"Well that's my flight," said John as he grabbed his light bag. Jonah quickly stood up. He put his arms on John's shoulders and stared at him.
"Be careful, son," said Jonah.
John nodded. "Thanks again, Dad. I won't let you down."
"I know you won't, son," said Jonah. He put his arms off his son's shoulders and patted his back. John headed toward the boarding station. Before he went through the doorway, he looked back at his father and waved. Jonah waved back. Several seconds later, John Jameson had disappeared. Jonah sighed and turned to leave.
'This is going to be a long week.' thought Jonah as he walked out of the airport.