The only flight back to Melbourne with available seats was at nine in the morning. It was a cruel twist of fate but one I had to endure.
I ran away from them; I shouldn't have the luxury of perfect timing on the way home.
Cooper drove me to the airport; he had already been to the gym before I had my morning coffee.
I should have gone with him; I should …
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