PHOTO PROMPT © Lucy Fridkin
The land and the water spread out before us like an unfolding map, places and things sparking memories in my brain. Places I’d been and places I only knew from words. None of them, however, were the sights I needed to see. None of them took me any closer to what I had lost. The curve of the world and yet I couldn’t find her.
“Shall I make another pass, sir?”
Another pass. And another. Until darkness.
New York. I loved it. I hated it.
“Chicago tomorrow, sir?”
I closed my eyes. “Yes, Jimmy. Tomorrow.”