I'm Just High as a Kite

After months of texting and phone calls, the day of sergio's flight arrived. Like the star of a hollywood romantic drama, liz jumped in her car and drove several hours to phoenix international arport. Once at the terminal, she couldn't keep her eyes off the screen displaying flight arrivals. Liz saw families reuniting. She heard couples speaking in italian. It reinforced what liz was feeling. I think at times i felt like they were raining on my parade. They had not heard the quiet conviction in his voice. Also didn't know something else. Would a fictitious boy friend do that? Liz could hardly wait.