Home Is In Your Arms (Ending)

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I took a seat in 914 and shoved my bag under my chair. It was going to be 16 hour trip from Cork, Ireland to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. I got comfortable in my seat and prepared myself for the journey I had ahead of me.

Once we landed in Oklahoma the air felt more heavy than in Ireland. I got out of the plane and went to a cafe to get something to eat. I ordered a coffee and a small sandwich. It was a lot different than what we ate in Ireland. I text Matt telling him I had arrived and began to eat. The sandwich was so good. My mouth had millions of flavors. I finished the sandwich quickly and slowly drank my coffee. I was quite tired from the long trip. I sipped the coffee in small gulps.

Suddenly I felt arms wrap around my waist and I slowly set my coffee down. The embrace was soft and extremely warm. I smiled and said without turning around,

"Hi Matt." 

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