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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
2,058
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Stigmata, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 8
She called one last time as she stopped to catch her breath. She reached in her pocket to pull out his note she scanned it quickly he had told her when and where he was leaving, "Thank you Andrew." Her hand went right up in the air, "Taxi!"
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Andrew's taxi had dropped him off outside of departing drop off; he paid his fare and made his way inside. "Good evening," he greeted the young woman at the ticket counter.
"Good evening sir, how may I help you?" the young woman smiled and began processing Andrew’s information.
"Just want to go home," he responded somberly.
She gave him a bright smile, "Well I've got some good news for you then, your flight has been rescheduled and you have a choice. One leaves at 6:30 now do to some weather problems outside of Rome and one leaves tomorrow morning."
As much as Andrew wanted to wait at the thought of Frankie coming to stop him, telling him she loved him and not to leave. "I'll take the early flight thank you."
The attendant printed out his ticket and handed it to him. "Have a nice trip and thank you for flying with us."
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Frankie cursed the entire way to the airport; there had been a large accident on the exit. It was pushing quarter after 6 when the taxi finally made it to the airport.
She rushed inside and looked up at the departue board, the only Rome flight was already boarding and departing in fifteen minutes. She moved to the ticket desk, "I'm sorry what happened to the 8pm flight to Rome."
The woman smiled, "That flight was adjusted, now we are offering either a 6:30 flight or there is also one tomorrow morning."
"Can you do me a favor?" She asked nicely wondering if she could find out when Andrew was leaving. "I am supposed to be traveling with a friend; we were supposed to leave on the 8pm flight. Andrew Kiernan?"
The lady typed in some information and shook her head, "I'm sorry ma'am but he's scheduled on the flight at 6:30."
The color drained from her face, "What gate?"
"Gate E, but it's at the other end of the terminal you won't mak..." Before she could finish her sentence Frankie had taken off running. The plane was already loading and he was probably already on it but she would do everything possible to get to him if she had to fly to Rome the next morning.
Andrew’s movements were slow and hesitant, fumbling his ticket in his hand as he stood in the boarding line. He kept looking back over his shoulder wondering if she had even received his note, a sad look shown in his eyes as a voice caught his attention.
“Excuse me, sir? This is last call…will you be boarding?” The gentleman taking the tickets asked Andrew since was the last one in the boarding line. “Sir?”
Andrew nodded his head and made his way towards the entrance.
Frankie had sprinted the entire way across the terminal but she feared she was too late. Not only did she have to fight the entire way through the crowd but once she arrived at Gate E it was practically empty. Out of breathe and upset she approached one the female attendants, “Rome…6:30pm fli…flight?”
The female attendant shook her head, “I’m sorry ma’am..” she turned around and pointed out the window at a plane just taking off. “You’ve missed it by just a few minutes, can I help you with anything.”
Tears started to run fresh down cheeks as she watched Andrew fly out of her life again; she turned back to the attendant. “No, I just…I didn’t get to say good-bye.”
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Andrew's taxi had dropped him off outside of departing drop off; he paid his fare and made his way inside. "Good evening," he greeted the young woman at the ticket counter.
"Good evening sir, how may I help you?" the young woman smiled and began processing Andrew’s information.
"Just want to go home," he responded somberly.
She gave him a bright smile, "Well I've got some good news for you then, your flight has been rescheduled and you have a choice. One leaves at 6:30 now do to some weather problems outside of Rome and one leaves tomorrow morning."
As much as Andrew wanted to wait at the thought of Frankie coming to stop him, telling him she loved him and not to leave. "I'll take the early flight thank you."
The attendant printed out his ticket and handed it to him. "Have a nice trip and thank you for flying with us."
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Frankie cursed the entire way to the airport; there had been a large accident on the exit. It was pushing quarter after 6 when the taxi finally made it to the airport.
She rushed inside and looked up at the departue board, the only Rome flight was already boarding and departing in fifteen minutes. She moved to the ticket desk, "I'm sorry what happened to the 8pm flight to Rome."
The woman smiled, "That flight was adjusted, now we are offering either a 6:30 flight or there is also one tomorrow morning."
"Can you do me a favor?" She asked nicely wondering if she could find out when Andrew was leaving. "I am supposed to be traveling with a friend; we were supposed to leave on the 8pm flight. Andrew Kiernan?"
The lady typed in some information and shook her head, "I'm sorry ma'am but he's scheduled on the flight at 6:30."
The color drained from her face, "What gate?"
"Gate E, but it's at the other end of the terminal you won't mak..." Before she could finish her sentence Frankie had taken off running. The plane was already loading and he was probably already on it but she would do everything possible to get to him if she had to fly to Rome the next morning.
Andrew’s movements were slow and hesitant, fumbling his ticket in his hand as he stood in the boarding line. He kept looking back over his shoulder wondering if she had even received his note, a sad look shown in his eyes as a voice caught his attention.
“Excuse me, sir? This is last call…will you be boarding?” The gentleman taking the tickets asked Andrew since was the last one in the boarding line. “Sir?”
Andrew nodded his head and made his way towards the entrance.
Frankie had sprinted the entire way across the terminal but she feared she was too late. Not only did she have to fight the entire way through the crowd but once she arrived at Gate E it was practically empty. Out of breathe and upset she approached one the female attendants, “Rome…6:30pm fli…flight?”
The female attendant shook her head, “I’m sorry ma’am..” she turned around and pointed out the window at a plane just taking off. “You’ve missed it by just a few minutes, can I help you with anything.”
Tears started to run fresh down cheeks as she watched Andrew fly out of her life again; she turned back to the attendant. “No, I just…I didn’t get to say good-bye.”