could it be the same? -writing challange from The Things I'd Tell You.... -

Howdy doody

Ok thanks to Lori Random Ramblings of a SAHM i have come across Melissa at The Things I'd Tell You and he wonderful writing challange. i must say im not the worlds best writer but ill give it a shot ay.. Enjoy!

Could it be the same?

Was it that wrong she wondered? Is it that wrong to have what i want for once? Am i running she asked her self? Many would say yes. Yes she was running, running from a life many dream of, a husband who adored her apartment with everything you could possibly imagine in it,a job where she was well on her way to the top of that corporate ladder, a family that loved her. but it seems it wasnt enough for her. She wanted one thing and one thing only....Him!

It was 7am on a cold winters morning, with suitcase in tow she jumped in taxi from her city appartment. "The airport please" she said her voice soft and sweet and almost innocent. Off he sped weaving in and out of the morning mayhem and she stared out the window knowing what shes left behind, knowing that in a few short hours she would be in a different state, far away from the life she had built but being with the one she had once loved for so many years. The rain fell and the taxi sped leaving with her old life fading away in the distance she felt a strange releif.

From the taxi she ran to the check in counter with an hour to spare, and handed over her ticket and bag. " Mrs Jones? excuse me Mrs Jones" In her own little world totally oblivious to what was going on. " yes sorry" she replied " Gate 27 mam" " you leave from gate 27". " Thank you " she replied, and hurried off .

Staring out the big glass windows she watched the planes land and take off knowing her turn would be coming soon. As she boarded she took her seat next to a nice older lady, dressed in a business suit. " where you off to dear" the business lady asked. " Sydney" she replied. " oh any special reason or just a holiday?". "Business " she replied staring out the window with her head down. she wasn't about to tell her that she had left her husband to see long lost love. and to her this was business. Something that needed to be taken care of.

As the plane landed to butterflies grew. Knowing that he was out there waiting for her. Remembering she had contacted him, she was the one who wanted to know if there was still something. She wondered. If there was nothing could she ever go back? back to the life she had?

Heading out, bag in tow, searching. searching for him! Panic set in as she couldnt find him. has he stood her up? did he change his mind or morals. And then she felt it his arms wrapped around her waist as she spun around there lips locked and she knew. She knew from that instant it wasnt the same as 7 years ago. She was wrong!

But now what was she going do? Could she go back?