My Time to Leave When Love Runs Out

Summary

I stood at the airport in a downpour and waited four hours.

All I got for it was a message from Nicole McKenna: [Something came up at the office. Just grab a car and head home on your own.]

I called a ride, but with the storm outside, it took another hour before a driver actually picked up my request.

As unlucky as that was, I felt strangely calm once I finally climbed into the car. I even felt a flicker of relief when I saw the post from Freddy Sandler, Nicole's college junior.