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THE TERMINAL

*......sitting on the cold, hard bench, wilting flowers in hand......
waiting for her. Each passing second tears at his heart. He lives for
the sight of her beautiful face.... he'll die without her. Where could
she be? His imagination pushes any rational thought he might have been able
to muster into the distant background. He KNOWS she has decided he
wasn't worthy of her time..... has found something better to do.
He was a fool to believe she would even meet him here!
How could he have deluded himself?
He stands...... sighs...... and drops the bouquet to the bench.
He stumbles through the exit, eyes overflowing with tears.

At the other end of the terminal......

a door opens......*

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