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The Evening Awaits
"The Evening Awaits" Tim sat reclined in a chair, one of many in a long row at the airport reading a magazine waiting for Ted's flight to arrive. "Excuse me? Would you have the time?" Asked an older lady as she arrived at the row of seats and spoke juggling a suitcase as a large purse and another bag dangled over her right shoulder. "Sure." Tim said as he pulled up the left sleeve of his leather coat and brushed aside the cuff of the flannel shirt and looked at his wristwatch, a...