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You sat beside me on a flight from Charlotte to Syracuse, you were in the window seat, I was in the middle seat. I was reading a book on my phone and you started reading over my shoulder. When we got off the flight you said you wished we had 30 minutes more together on the flight and you would be thinking about me later that night. I didn’t get your name and you didn’t get mine. Maybe that’s all you wanted, but I’ve got a book I want to finish sharing with you and maybe write a few chapters of our own.
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