“Thank you for not screaming at me”

Certain boxes,

filled with something delicious

from somewhere fun

did not accompany us upon arrival.

A few boxes

including mostly unessentials,

did arrive simultaneously.

Queue, we did.

numbers and routes were shared.

A new claim number generated.

Home.

Phone calls and website tracking links.

A few days later, two boxes,

filled with something delicious

from somewhere fun

and

dirty clothes

arrived at home.

Still.

One box, filled with something delicious

from somewhere fun

could not be found.

A further day passed.

Nancy’s iPhone rang.

crushed it was

at ORD.

Something delicious,

from somewhere fun.

Memories only.

And, a credit and claim.

“Thank you for not screaming at me”

said the kind airline representative.

It was just wine.

## I have to say that the people who helped track down our boxes were wonderful professionals.

I am sad that one thanked us for not screaming at her, in this, the year of our Lord 2020.





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