The patience of the Universe

Catch my breath-3

Departing from Istanbul, knowing I have to spend couple of days with her, I was already in a bad mood but as soon as we had entered the plane and I saw that glimpse of panic in her eye about the tight space, I reached automatically for her hand and led her to the back of the plane where she sat at the window. I had asked the charter company for a bigger plane with only few seats, so there was more free room. The surprise in her eyes, her thankful light squeeze of my hand seemed to be a better reward than any won deal... I just tried to ignore it and reminded her of our first encounter in a plane and how surprised I was about the nutty handcuff lady being in the plane with me.

She repeated „nutty handcuff lady" with a loud laugh.

I answered „well that was, what you were and still are!! You had the audacity to tell one of our guests at the party that she was very experienced in condescendingly inspecting."

„Oh was that the heiress of the meat processing industry oder the woodworking industry?"

Our laughter filled the room and the 1,5 hours of flight passed by in a heartbeat when we discovered that we were already landing.

Reaching the hotel, me being on the phone with the firm she just watched the green environment out of the window. As the road from the airport reached finally the coast, i saw how she straightened up to get a better look on the phantastic blue of the aegean sea. 

I remembered how she was talking about her grandmother who had said that a sea view was making everything better. Her face lit up, her mouth, her wonderful mouth in a wide smile, stars coming out of her dark eyes, I swallowed and had to catch my breath for a second.