DISCLAIMER: Written from a non-Christian girl's point of view, so sorry if any content offends.
Unreal Time: stating what she imagines to happen. Real Time: actual events and thoughts that go through her head.
7:35pm Unreal Time
Mmm... the nice-looking, muscular Korean was rubbing me down. My joints melting at his touch as I sniffed the scented candles around us...
7:35pm Real Time
'Maybe I could ask that guy for a massage for real? My joints are killing me!'
I bustled with my carry on baggage when I saw the Korean with the nice butt had been cleared.
"You're ok. Bon voyage, sir."
It was the customs official.
'Could everyone just stop calling me sir? Lest I have to flash my female genitalia at everyone I meet! It's because I have no breasts right? Or the unflattering bowl cut?'
Screwing up my nose unpleasantly, I headed towards the waiting lounge.
'Oh, well... here it goes. Another flight. Such is my life.'
8:45pm Real Time
"So..." I nudged the man on my left, making playful conversation as he looked up from his small printed book. I indicated to it. "What's it...?"
His hazel green eyes looked kindly on me from behind his lenses. "It's home."
"I know!" I empathized with a delighted squeal. "I feel like I live on a plane. Airplane food, feeling squished" I sighed, "It's my life!"
He shook his head. "No. This." He held up the book.
"Must be a good read then. You got another home?"
"No," with another shake of the head. "Just this."
I hadn't heard anyone refer to a book in quite that way.
"What about your family? Where do they live?"
"Here." He held up the heavy book again.
"Ok. Hand it over."
He obliged. "New King James Version" I mouthed, reading the cover.
"Do you believe in fate?" My voice was still light and playful as I turned my attention back to him and not to the book in my lap.
"No." He said resoundingly.
"I might just love you, you know."
A faint smile was returned, so I continued. "So you're telling me you have no home?"
"No. I'm on vacation."
"You truly believe you're an alien?"
"In a ways..."
"You're being very cryptic."
"My home is with my savior. Not here. I'm visiting until I am to be called back,"
"And re-united with my Lord once more."
"And the book?" I was being particularly inquisitive tonight.
"The word of the God of all things."
"Uh-huh." Silence. "Ever been in love?"
His jaw hardened. "Yes."
"Sorry. Too personal?"
"I'm still in love. I'll always be in love."
'Did disappointment really show that much on my face?'
I shut my mouth and flipped through the book, though not really reading a thing. Just seeing jumbled words meshing together.
9:04pm Unreal Time
He took off his glasses and moved towards me, lips edging closer to mine. Our hearts beating rapid, astringent beats. Staring deeply into each others...
9:05pm Real Time
He was speaking again, my face flushing, as I hadn't tuned into a word of the previous sentence.
"Would you like me to read some of it to you?" He repeated.
I was still holding his book.
"Love too" I said overeagerly.
And then I listened for hours, drifting in and out of consciousnesses, imagining a person with such noble spirit and a way I had never known.
5:18am Real Time
"Well, bon voyage" he mumbled, making his way toward the exit, carrying only his Bible.
"Oh!" I hurried after him, pulling my bag along with me.
Suddenly we were in the queue for immigration (again!) he turned and gave me a short smile.
I lunged at him. He stepped back.
"Uh..." I said sheepishly, covering my actions and tripping over my bag in the process. "Yeah, bon voyage... on your trip to planet earth. Hope you don't have a completely awful view of us residents now." I blushed.
"Of course not, " he reassured then turned back around.
5:35pm Unreal Time
"I love you, stranger!" I half shouted at his back.
He turned back around again and waved goodbye. One last time our eyes meeting, conveying sadness for what could never be...
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