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Submitted to Contest #313
Layla strained to look at the plane carrying her husband away. At the moment she couldn't help but think how small, how fragile the plane was against the dark, stormy skies. The clouds churned ominously. It wasn't often they were separated, maybe two or three times since the day they got engaged over 5 years ago. She couldn't help but worry. The distance between them was unbearable, it left an empty, gnawing feeling in her chest. “Overbooked my butt”, she scoffed to herself, under her breath. Her husband had a business meeting in San Francis...
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