I panicked in the jetway. What if I didn't recognize him? That last time I saw him, we'd sat in the dark at a dance concert. What if he didn't recognize me? Airport fluorescent isn't my best look. What if he recognized me and pretended he didn't and walked away? But when the escalator delivered me to the hallway outside of baggage claim he was there at the bottom--pretending to hold up a sign.
I had a fantasy for months after the marriage ended. Whenever I came back from a trip, I'd imagine Mr. Ex had changed his mind and there he was at the airport waiting for me. He was holding a sign and it said, Take Me Back or I'm Your Vehicle, Baby, a line from a Chicago song he'd always quote if he gave me a ride somewhere. Mr. Ex never showed up.
But now here I am in a car with a guy that did show up and we're driving through my past in the City of Angels.