"Uhh - h-h-hi."
"Hello." After a pause she murmured, "Are you okay?"
"I - I'm great, why?"
"You're kind of out of breath."
He gulped. "I've been kind of all over the place today..."
Just when he'd sworn he would stop his dreaming, he'd been pulled right here just in time. And so had she.
"We saw each other this morning, right? Here, on the platform."
He nodded, not quite able to think straight. But somehow his chest felt clear and weightless.
"This is yours, right?"
In her grasp was the marked paper airplane that had drifted away from him so elusively.
"Where did you find that...?"
A small smile came across her lips. "It just sort of flew right in front of me. Do - do you need it back?"
Another gust of wind pushed him one step forward.
"No, keep it. If you want it, that is."
