Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

display on David’s wrist watch, which read two past two.

“I will give him five more minutes,” David said, his voice dropping into the calm tone he used when he had to deliver difficult news to a family. “Then we have to cancel the slot.”

I turned toward the glass doors of the lobby, my fingers tightening on the notebook.

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