Some Things Are Meant to BeChapter 2
The lights came on promptly at 7:00 the next morning. Another foot of snow had fallen overnight. Melanie and a thousand of our closest friends stirred as the airport came to life. The status boards were all flashing "cancelled" for every flight. We stretched and took turns going to the restrooms. There was a line in the women's room and she took a little longer than me. "Do you want the good news or the bad news?" I asked as she came out. Even though we had spent the night basically...