Airport boogie, waiting game frolics
After the last adventure riding along with my daughter-in-law, you’d think I’d be leery of another trip. Eternal optimist that I am, I signed up for another adventure. This time we’d take G-son to the airport in Dallas and then zip on home.
“We’ll be back around ten-thirty or so this evening,” I assured hubby on my way out the door. After all, G-son’s flight would leave at 6:45 p.m., plenty of time.
Full of cheer, daughter- in -law dropped the SUV off in Valet parking. After all we’d only be inside maybe an hour or so. More convenient than parking in the garage and worth the expense.
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