VICKI AND DEAN FLEW back from Norfolk to New York, leaving Monday morning on the commercial airliner, after being guests of the Purnells overnight.
They arrived at the New York airport around noon, none too soon. The air promised snow, ceiling and visibility were dropping, and from the activity on the field, Vicki realized that scheduled flights were being canceled.
“Too bad,” Dean said as they walked across the windy airfield, dodging trucks dragging planes back to the hangars. “Maybe my flight tonight will be canceled, too. I wouldn’t mind, I’m kind of tired. How about you, Vic?”
“I’m pretty tired, too,” she confessed. “And while I’m sorry to see flights canceled, still, it means the girls will be grounded and at the apartment. I’d enjoy a good visit with them.”
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