Return to Texas

“We were here!” Anthony said, picking up their luggage as they exited the terminal. “We collided here, remember?” He pointed to a spot, and Calista only nodded, feeling extremely uneasy.

It had been a year, but it felt like only a few days since she ran away, or better yet, left. Now here she was, in the very place she had vowed never to return to.

“Are you okay, Cal?” Anthony asked, his eyes full of concern. “You were really cold throughout the flight.”

Calista forced a smile. “I’m sorry for being such bad company. I just had a lot on my mind.”

Anthony nodded in understanding. “I hope this isn’t because I asked you to be my girl.”

“No,” she added, waving it off with a forced smile. “Just Texas is a place I really missed.” She lied.

“Huh? I thought you never wanted to return here,” he laughed.

“Well, I discovered I missed it too much,” she said, shrugging.

“Mr. Tony,” a young man about the age of Anthony called, helping them with the bags. Calista had no luggage, as Anthony had alread