D: Taking Flight

Terence sat in the lounge, his girlfriend was in the shop buying a
book for the holiday. It was mid summer and a particularly hot one for
the South East of England. People moped all around him and kids ran
erratically around, generally annoying the mopers. People watching was
the order of the day it seemed, no-one had anything to do but wait for
the planes that had been delayed.

Terence watched women, young, middle aged and old, children and men of
differing levels of tolerance to their current situation. Fat, thin,
badly dressed or inappropriately dressed, rich and poor and those in
between, then Caroline returned. She lumped down beside him, between
their hand luggage and the empty paper coke cup Terence had finished an
hour ago but which was now filling up with water from the melting
ice.
"Anything happen?" Asked Caroline
"The fat kid fell over a couple of minutes ago"
"What, the one with the thin parents?"
"No, the old with the fat ones."
"What book did you get?" Asked Terence
"God knows, it has got a bright cover, a pink one!"
"You'll love then."
Terence and Caroline sat in silence, hand in hand, watching the
balding, the bald, the nervous flyers and the teenagers groups, the
students and the grandmothers, pass them by.