"Final boarding call for Flight 204," the gate agent’s voice crackled through the speakers. "All remaining passengers, please proceed to the gate."
Michelle stood up. Her legs felt heavy, like she was walking through deep snow again. She looked at the jet bridge, the tunnel that led to the safe life she had fought so hard to build for herself. Her career, and her possible Paris promotion. Then she looked back toward the security exit.
To go back was to face Imani. It was to face the complexity of a ready-made family. It was to face the fear that they might never be able to bridge the gap of the last ten years.
But to board that plane was to leave her heart in a cabin on a mountain.
Forever.
She reached into her collar and felt the silver infinity necklace. It was cool against her skin
