hoping to get to converse with Makeba a little more before leaving, but from the looks of things that was not going to be possible. More and more customers came into the bar area. Even people that patronized the food service side, brought drinks from the bar taking it to their tables. Feeling disappointed, he raised his hand in an attempt to get her attention. When she glanced his way he told her he was ready for the check. A few minutes later she printed the check from the register and placed it face down in front of him. She thanked him then resumed the task of taking care of other customers who flooded the bar. From the corner of her eyes she could see Declan lay some things on the counter as he counted out his money then got up and left the store. Her heart sank because even though he got on her nerves a little she felt an attraction to him. Oh well, let it go. You’ll never see him again anyway, she thought as she continued to serve her customers.
Makeba ushered to the area where Declan was sitting a few minutes earlier to retrieve the money for his bill. She smiled at the twenty five dollar tip he left behind. There was something else she observed not far from the paper currency, a boarding pass.
~*~
As Declan exited the restaurant he could hear the announcement that his fight was now boarding at gate C-123. When he arrived at the gate he reached in the breast pocket of his jacket for his ticket but it wasn’t there. After placing the briefcase down on the floor, he began frantically searching the other pocket knowing he did not put it there. Just as he thought he would, he came up empty. He couldn’t remember if he left it at the security checkpoint or at Garden State Bar and Grill.
“Sir, is anything wrong?” asked the flight attendant standing at the entrance to the plane.
“I hope not. I can’t seem to locate my ticket.”
“Have you checked your briefcase?”
“No, I’m sure I didn’t put it in there. I knew I would need it to board the plane. Maybe security forgot to give it back to me,” he replied with a worried look on his face. “How much time do I have?”
The flight attendant glanced at her watch. “Approximately six minutes.”
Immediately, he grabbed his briefcase, turned on his heels and took off running bumping into someone. His briefcase fell open as it hit the floor. Papers flew everywhere.
“I’m so sorry miss I-“
“No worries I was running trying to catch up with you. You left your ticket on the bar.”
He looked up at her and smiled.
“Thank you so much Makeba. I guess I was so lost in your beauty I couldn’t think straight.”
She chuckled. “Stop it!”
“I’ll miss my flight if you say you’ll go out with me.”
She frowned. “And why would you do that? You don’t know me at all.”
“I’m serious. I’d like to get to know you.”
“Thanks for the offer but no thanks.”
“Two minutes,” the flight attendant announced.
Speechless, he stared at her as if he was trying to study the quality of a rare jewel.
Makeba handed him the last of his papers. He held his open briefcase in one hand and loose papers and his ticket in the other.
“I hope to see you again.”
She shook her head, turned and walked away leaving him with no response.
Declan lifted his hand so that the attendant could get his ticket. He stood there momentarily glancing over his shoulders at the
Makeba ushered to the area where Declan was sitting a few minutes earlier to retrieve the money for his bill. She smiled at the twenty five dollar tip he left behind. There was something else she observed not far from the paper currency, a boarding pass.
~*~
As Declan exited the restaurant he could hear the announcement that his fight was now boarding at gate C-123. When he arrived at the gate he reached in the breast pocket of his jacket for his ticket but it wasn’t there. After placing the briefcase down on the floor, he began frantically searching the other pocket knowing he did not put it there. Just as he thought he would, he came up empty. He couldn’t remember if he left it at the security checkpoint or at Garden State Bar and Grill.
“Sir, is anything wrong?” asked the flight attendant standing at the entrance to the plane.
“I hope not. I can’t seem to locate my ticket.”
“Have you checked your briefcase?”
“No, I’m sure I didn’t put it in there. I knew I would need it to board the plane. Maybe security forgot to give it back to me,” he replied with a worried look on his face. “How much time do I have?”
The flight attendant glanced at her watch. “Approximately six minutes.”
Immediately, he grabbed his briefcase, turned on his heels and took off running bumping into someone. His briefcase fell open as it hit the floor. Papers flew everywhere.
“I’m so sorry miss I-“
“No worries I was running trying to catch up with you. You left your ticket on the bar.”
He looked up at her and smiled.
“Thank you so much Makeba. I guess I was so lost in your beauty I couldn’t think straight.”
She chuckled. “Stop it!”
“I’ll miss my flight if you say you’ll go out with me.”
She frowned. “And why would you do that? You don’t know me at all.”
“I’m serious. I’d like to get to know you.”
“Thanks for the offer but no thanks.”
“Two minutes,” the flight attendant announced.
Speechless, he stared at her as if he was trying to study the quality of a rare jewel.
Makeba handed him the last of his papers. He held his open briefcase in one hand and loose papers and his ticket in the other.
“I hope to see you again.”
She shook her head, turned and walked away leaving him with no response.
Declan lifted his hand so that the attendant could get his ticket. He stood there momentarily glancing over his shoulders at the
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