

Home again It seemed like forever before my boots touched the top of the stairs and I was looking down across the lobby of the crowded airport. The place was packed with family, friends, and other odd assortments of people that came to greet us. I scanned the crowd carefully, taking in every face, every movement. Then I spotted the only things I cared to see. I bolted down the stairs, taking them three or four at a time, dodging around people, and I hit my knees as my little boy ran into my arms.Home again
MOMMY!!! He squealed happily as he hugged my neck. I hugged him back
Krad
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Where am I going and Why am I in this hand basket?
Or!
"Who wants to play 'lets start shootin people'?"
Or maybe both
I haven't decided yet
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Where am I going and Why am I in this hand basket?
Or!
"Who wants to play 'lets start shootin people'?"
Or maybe both
I haven't decided yet
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Like explosives with a lit fuse, I'm waiting on my moment.
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Where am I going and Why am I in this hand basket?
Or!
"Who wants to play 'lets start shootin people'?"
Or maybe both
I haven't decided yet
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Where am I going and Why am I in this hand basket?
Or!
"Who wants to play 'lets start shootin people'?"
Or maybe both
I haven't decided yet
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