February 7, 2013 by petrujviljoen
She was acutely aware of every step up to the plane. She had her salary in her pocket and not much else, but didn’t care about that.
With relish she sat down at the window and waited for take off. The book she brought with to pretend to read was close by in her bag. She closed her eyes and turned her face to the window to avoid conversation with any passenger that may take the seat next to her. She fastened the safety belt. Any thought of the recent past was firmly shut away.
The woman had had enough.