Roger
Waiting is not my specialty, but there are times when it"s necessary. Like now, for instance. Molly and I exchange a glance that says more than any words ever could about the courage and strength we"ve both gained in this chaos. A bond forged through shared adversity, or just desperate necessity—either way, it’s not important now.
“Once things settle down,” I say, “I’m going to search for Abby.” I can tell Molly is expecting me to say something else, but I can"t bring myself to say it. The mention of Abby brings a flicker of concern to Molly’s eyes, and she gives me a slight nod before musing, “But maybe we should test the intercom system first—see if it"s functional.”
"Good idea." I nod, glancing at the increasing number of innocent passengers gathering in the restaurant. Word ha
