I have never been a patient person. I knew the wait was worth it, but right then I was just annoyed. My cargo was getting restless and I didn’t feel like talking to him. Ed was a nice enough kid, he stayed put and stayed quite. He also knew enough from my mood to leave me alone. They say when one of your senses has been cut off the others peek. If any of his senses had peeked since he’d gone blind it was his sensitivity. I keep my headphone on, just loud enough to distract me but quiet enough that I could hear the announcements. I watched Ed out of the corner of my eyes him head was bobbing to my music, his longish golden brown hair swished around his pale face. He was tall, or at lest I though he was tall for a nine year old. We both wore sunglasses, me because the bright overhead lights were blinding against the darkness and rain outside, he wore them so no one could see his eyes were different. Next to each other people might think we were some kind of celebritys trying to hide our identities.
A woman sat down across from me and pulled out a burger from a Burger King bag. The smell was inviting and a little sickening. It mixed in with the smell of perfume and stale coffee. The woman opened her mouth wide and took a bite. She looked about twenty-five; she wore pink lipstick and a matching pink dress. Her blond hair cascaded down her back she looked too perfect she made me sick. I looked up and saw that our plane wasn’t leaving for another hour, delayed again.
My music changed and took on a faster tone. I had no idea who was singing, I reached down to look at my ipod and Ed grabbed my hand. I looked at him; his face was turned to me. It was strange knowing he couldn’t see me. My phone range before he could say anything, saved by the ring tone. I took my head phones off and put them on Ed; I took my cell phone out and answered it. The inviting voice on the other side was just what I needed.
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