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Prepare for Landing

Last time I made this trip I was flying away from him. Or was it towards the other one? Sam thought, wistfully staring through the airplane window. At 18, who can say? She pondered with a smile. Looking out she half expected to see a gargoyle perched atop the wing, matching her mood and the sky.

Who knew this is what it would take to force her to face her family.

“Please return your seats and trays to their upright position in preparation for landing.” Placing his hands lovingly around her, Craig gently held Sam’s urn tightly in his lap.

Word Count: 100

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