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the ground. Glory to God, they walked past. She put her key in the lock and got in. It was so easy. Pulling her car out of its parking space, he pulled Stanley’s in its place, leaving the key in the seat. Then, joining her, they began to drive out of the parking lot.
    It was then that they saw Stanley walking out of the restaurant surrounded by a group of his friends. Staying to watch the fireworks was not their priority. She had to make her flight, and there was only an hour and forty-five minutes left. The traffic had gotten better and was moving faster. Finally he saw a smile grace her face. Reaching over he grabbed her hand giving it a gentle squeeze. They had done it. After checking her in curbside and saying their goodbyes, he watched her go through the sliding glass doors. Driving off he said, “ Thank you, Lord. Y ou make hard things easy.”
     

     
    Destiny found a seat in the waiting area. Holding her hands tightly in her lap, she tried to remain calm. The events of the day were catching up with her with lightning speed. She took a few slow, deep, breaths and let them out, hoping they would begin the boarding process soon. The fear of being caught lingered on her mind. If she let it, Destiny knew, it would take over completely. All she desired was to be on that plane, but because they had another fifteen minutes before the boarding process she kept herself occupied by people watching. There were mothers pointing things out to their children, chatting mindlessly about the plane and all its features. Even with all of the activity around her, she could sense someone’s presence near her, that awareness caused prickles along her skin. Turning, she saw a young lady with her head wrapped in a beautiful scarf that looked away just as she turned to see who was watching. She had what looked like a computer of some kind in her lap and her hands were moving quickly across its keys. Maybe she hadn’t been staring at her after all. It was just as well because she didn’t want to be recognized by anyone who could possibly know Stanley. Destiny stiffened, upset by the nature of her own thoughts…Stanley. No, she refused to think of Stanley, after all of her months of planning, this uncontrollable fear of him was causing her to doubt. Surely she was tougher than that? God had not given her the spirit of fear. Although all of this was a new experience for her, things had gone pretty much as planned expect for the mishap with the car, and still she and Willie manage to get to the airport on time. Her gaze wandered back to the young lady seated across from her, who now appeared to be busy on her computer tapping the keys with the speed of a gazelle.
    Destiny couldn’t look away, even when she looked up. Her gaze settled on the face of the woman, and there was such sadness in her eyes that it caused her to wonder at her purpose for traveling to Seattle. Destiny could not look away…and neither could the other woman. They stared at each other, and Destiny felt a connection. She seemed oddly familiar but she couldn’t place her. Then her expression softened. Her lips formed a slight smile before she looked back at her computer. Destiny sagged against her seat. She was tired, but also amazed and unnerved by how affected she’d been by a simple look.
    The flight would be leaving in just a few minutes, and she was becoming antsy waiting to board. There was something about that woman. She knew her and she was absolutely certain of that, but for now all her concentration had to be on getting to Seattle. It made her nervous not knowing where she knew her from but she’d remember if not now, maybe later after she was on the plane. Thinking about this now was ridiculous because, while South Carolina certainly held many painful memories, Destiny didn’t have that many friends she wouldn’t recognize when she saw them, nor did Stanley. Just thinking of Stanley, of everything that had happened, made her feel dizzy, and she forced