Part II - Saturday The jet landed smoothly on the runway and taxied to the terminal. When it stopped at the gate we exited the plane with our carry on luggage and found the sign to ground transportation. We stepped outside and let the hot Florida sun warm us for moment before we went to locate the shuttle to the small aircraft terminal. It was late afternoo...
Author's Note: Thank you so much for continuing to read. And thank you everyone for the wonderful comments and e-mails. It truly serves as my inspiration to continue writing this story for you guys. Please comment and rate. Thanks! ***** "See that corner over there? Works perfect for me. You can just pull over and let me out and I'll be on my way." Rayn...
Note from the Author: Thank you all for your patience with this story. I apologize for the long waits between chapters. Covid-19 is doing crazy things to my work schedule. Many people think working from home is all peaches and cream, but it is actually pretty hectic. I do more work from my home-office than I did from my office-office. I hope we are al...
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