Raindrops pattered against the windshield of Lauren"s car, sliding over the glass in thin streams only to be pushed aside by the wiper blades. Through the pane, Jack could see a sidewalk on his right and a tall chain-link fence. He had taken Anna to a small airfield just outside of Gatineau.
This is where they would say good-bye.
Breathing deeply, Jack closed his eyes and shook his head. “So I know we"ve been putting off this conversation,” he said, ignoring the queasy feeling in his belly. “But I"m guessing you don"t want to do the whole long-distance thing.”
Anna pressed her lips together, her eyes downcast. “It would be difficult,” she said, eyebrows rising. “We will be living on different planets. It"s highly unlikely that our time zones will link up.”
He had expected as much.
“Bu
