Friday, January 14, 2005

January 14, 2005

It's Friday and at 12:40 p.m. my cell rang and a strange number appeared. I knew it was him. My heart was racing so fast. He was in Germany at the airport. He did not have long, as they were boarding the plane to Kuwait. He took a picture of himself on the phone for me. He sounded really good. He said that he had slept some on the flight over.

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