Chapter 16
“Here,” David said, handing me a cup of coffee. He looked around the airport terminal and clapped his hands. “Man, I love airports, you know?” He sat by me in the empty row of plastic chairs. “That feeling…like everything is possible, like I could just take off.”
“Yeah, I’m sure Kaliq would love that.” I smiled and raised my plastic cup. “Thanks for driving me. I really appreciate it.” My flight to Toronto was less than an hour away. That evening, I’d be in my new apartment on Yonge Street. The place was pretty small, but was all I needed for now. When the agent sold the Montreal duplex, I’d maybe buy something in Toronto. But I was going to be away from everyone I knew and loved. I was going to be a stranger in a city I had only visited a few times.
I’d write, that’s what I’
