The Longest Summer XI

We arrived at the airport earlier than we wanted but didn't want to get caught in traffic. Dan lit a cigarette while I rummaged through my purse for my phone...I had it earlier but now cannot find it. Panic set in, that phone contains a lot of my personal information along with some photos I'd prefer no one to ever see. I grabbed Dan's phone and logged into my email, the beauty about taking and Uber is that their information is always on hand. A quick call and some light begging before his current passenger suggested they make the trip back to give me my phone; I will happily cover the cost of his ride.

I had forty five minutes until I had to be through security so I was relived when I watched him pull up to the departures gate. I reached through the window to thank the passenger and hand him cash...crisis averted.

Home in just a few hours...and I am not ready to give him up...