summer 1999

you’re sitting in a plane on your way to new york for a job interview, hoping for the best. as you settle down in your seat and take out the book you packed the night before you don’t pay attention to your surroundings.

you start reading, you’re in your own world and thankfully sitting alone but suddenly you see a man sitting down in the seat next to you, he’s giving you a polite nod and minds his own business. he seems to be in his late 20s but he’s very handsome. he has hazel eyes and dark brown hair.

you sometimes glance at him and he seems familiar to you…you know you’ve seen him somewhere before but you don’t ask about it.

you and the man, who’s name is tom are talking here and there. he’s a nice person, a gentleman and a respectful man. you see he has manners.