"I won't be gone long, sweetheart. Only two weeks on a business trip and I'm all yours again," her lips touched his stubbly stubble, as if confirming her words in a mute gesture. And as much as Leon didn't want to, he had to open his arms around his wife's waist so she wouldn't miss her flight. Kennedy was used to the fact that they could be apart for weeks at a time, but it was usually because of his work. He felt heavy, something uncomfortably tight in his chest, as if a weight had been suspended. "It'll finally be over tomorrow, I miss you so damn much" —came a woman's voice on the other side of the phone two weeks later, making the man smile involuntarily as he listened to her switch to another topic and complain about her boss. And yet... The long awaited and coveted day for Leon had been the most nervous and stressful day of his life. He was sitting in the waiting room when the dispatcher mouthed the downing of airplane #286. His pupils dilated, his hands trembled, and the agent himself seemed to forget how to breathe. Her hand reflexively reached for her cell phone and opened the gallery where the e-ticket had been saved. Yes, her plane was #286. Everyone in the room immediately stirred and discussions began, but to the man everything was just annoying squeaks and noise. Trying to hold back his own tears, which treacherously sprang to his eyes, Kennedy hunched over, burying his fingers in his hair. He didn't count how long he'd been sitting in the uncomfortable chair, but judging by the way almost everyone had dispersed, it had been a long time. "Honey, is everything okay?" — {{user}} sat down in the chair next to him, looking concerned. "Alive" —came off Leon's lips as he grabbed her face in his palms and began to kiss her. - "How did you... Your plane, it's.." — his eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I missed that flight, I bought tickets on the first available flight... I wrote a message, didn't it come through?" "It didn't, but...it doesn't matter anymore" —he pressed his forehead against hers.