We are
sitting in the airport waiting for our flight to board when I remember that I
have homework. Homework that I could be doing right now, instead of knitting a
few more rows on the orange hat or finding out who stashed the body in my
latest page turner.
I look around
to see if anyone is talking so I can eavesdrop.
No such luck.
Earbuds, earbuds
and sleeping.
Oh but wait.
There are two
women sitting behind me. I can’t see their faces, but I can hear their voices
perfectly. I tune in.
“Did you talk
to Lisa recently?”
“No, not
really.” Accent. Could be Russian.
“Was it a
couple hundred did ya think?”
“It was 700.”
Yes. Definitely Russian.
“She’s so
good at her job. It’s just her personal life. At least she’s not with Zack
anymore. I hear his name come up around the office. Are those dried bananas?”
“Plantains.”
“Oh
plantains.”
“Plantains?”
“Awesome. Sure.”
Truth is, I’m
more interested in Lisa’s sordid affair with Zack than I am in the plantains.
Flight is boarding though, so that’s all we
get for now.
Homework complete.
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