Posted by
Claudia Moser
on
10:07 PM
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GBE2,
Two perspectives
How can she just sit and wait for her husband to do all for her? Cannot she just stand up and get herself a glass of Chardonnay? So here he comes, at full speed, stumbles, spills a bit of wine. But of course she raises her tone, how clumsy he can be. And now she asks where are her nuts? And maybe some cheese? A carrot also, asks her husband with a smile. How can he keep on smiling? Can't he just tell her that he might want to enjoy his short break prior to his flight? But so are some guests, they try everything free available at the lounge and then there are these women who know how to control her partners. Oh, I wish I had someone who I could command like this.
I hope she is comfortable in her seat, I would love to do anything for her. She should not stand up, a glass of Chardonnay of course, that is her favourite. Oh dear me, how clumsy I can be, she noticed, probably worried for my new leather shoes. Well, they do not count. Oh, forgot about the nuts. I ask if I should bring her some cheese and carrots, she loves them. I so love to see her there on her chair, her presence makes me so happy. It will be a long flight today, I hope she will be OK. Maybe some water for me, I am so nervous. Will all be OK? Oh, how I wish to have her in my life for many many years to come. Oh, how I wish the multiple sclerosis was not part of our marriage.
Two perspectives imagined today while watching a lounge employee wondering at a sight of couple, noticed the pain the woman had while walking and also her dossier on the table. I hope all will be fine with her!
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