Chapter 101
Tears of sorrow fill my eyes as I drove towards my private airplane waiting for me at a nearby Maryland airport. By the time I had settled into my large leather seat aboard my private jet, my tears had diminished to a trickle. I brushed away my last remaining tear as the flight attendant stored my wheelchair.
“Thank you. Can you tell the captain that I am ready to depart to our next destination; Astoria Regional Airport in Warrenton, Oregon.”
“Yes, sir, will Mr. Kandinsky be joining us?”
A small tear rolled down my cheeks as I said, “No, Mr. Kandinsky will not be taking this trip with us.”
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