Takeoff

Michelle Anderson
Nov 3 · 4 min read

A Short Story

Photo by Cláudio Luiz Castro on Unsplash

‘This will be the time. This is it; this time I’m going to die,’ Jim thought nervously to himself. His eyes were closed against the horror, hands white-knuckled, gripping the armrests while sweat poured off his brow.

“Excuse me, dearie?” A soft voice said in his ear.

Jim opened his eyes and turned to look into the faded blue eyes of a sweet looking old lady seated next to him.

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Michelle Anderson

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Insatiable reader with a passion for learning about anything and everything. Recently began my renewed journey into writing.

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