Is that all there is, she asked herself, remembering the old Peggy Lee song which she despised. Is that it? I was looking forward to a well earned vacation and now I’m sitting here in a small, humid airport in a little known country I can’t pronounce. There’s no wifi, my cell phone finds no towers and I have no recourse but to sit and wait.
“Flight 1 delayed because of bomb threat. Relax and as soon as our search is complete, you may reboard the aircraft”.
Jane pulled out the weathered paperback she always turned to in these situations.