He went back home quite disappointed. He looked for his passport and it was exactly where he had remebered he had left it. He went back in his own car to the airport to buy his new ticket. It didn't cost a lot of money. It was only a small difference. Everything was ready for the next day. He was leaving at the same hour and he would arrive at the same hour to the other side of the ocean.
On the other side of the ocean she got the text explaining what had happened. She was just beginning to get ready, but all of a sudden she felt sad, like that time when he had told her he was coming in August and then cancelled because he had changed jobs. She understood, but it broke her heart. All the expectation had accumulated and it was difficult to just push it away. Today it was the same. Well, it was just a day, it was settled, a matter of hours. Now that she thought about it, it was crazy. She was going to admitt a perfect stranger into her flat. What if he was a murderer? What if he was weird? What if he was her prince and she was a frog? She caught her reflection in the mirror next to the door. She was not that young anymore, she knew the cam softened her features, but in broad daylight each of her wrinkles could be seen, she was 42 and did not look her age, she looked younger, but... she was not. She took a book and started reading until it got her dizzy, then she went to bed and watched TV for a while, reruns were boring when they were about solving mysteries. She turned it off, she cried a little, she didn't know if out of sadness or excitemenet or both. Tomorrow she wouldn't sleep alone.
Next day she was twice as nervous, what if the flight was again delayed? But no, there were no texts cancelling. She went through her daily routine and then she went to market to buy fresh food to cook. She went back home and put everything in place. She had a shower, she took her time getting ready and she waited patiently for Mau to arrive. He had offered himself to take her to the airport and then either disappear or take them home. He was such a sweetheart.
He came just in time. The traffic was not heavy. They arrived in good time to the airport. Mau and Clau looked at each other, remembering another encounter they have both shared and that now was part of the past. They smiled and blinked sadly for a second, now it was a different occasion. Mau told Clau he was going to walk around while she waited for him. Suddenly they announced the arrival of his flight. She was very excited. She ran to the reception gate. She was expectant. Already in her highest heels, she was still trying to tiptoe and jump to see above the bunch of people. No need to jump, he was really huge, he outstood above the rest, in his dark jacket she had so many times seen on screen, his eyes looking here and there until they fixed on hers and his smile appeared. Yes!!!! He was just as she had imagined --sweet, smiley and kind.
Was she whom he expected?
Suddenly he saw her, among the people, jumping up and down, in her red coat, the colour that suited her best. She was smiling, that smile that kindled him from the inside. She was just as he had imagined her, tiny, cute, dinky, so beautiful and sexy.
They ran to each other and suddenly she tripped, but he ran to catch her and she landed on his arms. She stared at his blue-rimmed hazel eyes and they were sparkling, he was drinking her with them. He hugged her so tightly she couldn't breath so when she tried to catch breath it was like a sigh. He loosened a bit and looked at her, she stroked him and he stroked her smooth face, he started kissing her shyly, almost asking for permission, she smiled and kissed back. After a while, someone coughed with his baggage on a trolley and asked them, "Shall we head home or would you rather have something for dinner? I'm Mauricio."
"Mau? I have heard a lot about you. Glad to meet you, mate. Mmm, home?"
"Home, it is. Thanks Mau." replied Clau.
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