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Twenty Four
I don't know why I did it.
I didn't want to rush home and pack my bags as quickly as I could while hoping that the plane hadn't left yet.
I didn't want to write a quick letter to my mother explaining where I was going.
I didn't want to call June and have her drop me off at the airport without asking any questions.
I didn't want to rush into the airport and barely make it onto a plane that was about to leave for Hong Kong.
I didn't want to feel relieved as I sat in the business class section of the plane, hoping and praying that I could find Jason.
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