Sveta: the Meeting
Copyright© 2026 by Stacatto
Chapter 1
He was in a rush. Traffic was horrible and getting through security took forever. Running through the airport he was desperate to make his flight. He heard them calling his name just as he stepped up to the gate. When the agent saw his name on his ticket, she commented they were just going to give his seat to another passenger.
Once on the plane, it was easy to find his seat since it was the only one empty. He put his briefcase in the overhead bin and slipped into his seat. When he looked over, he was stunned to see his fellow passenger. She looked just like a woman he’d been corresponding with over the internet. Surprised he asked, “Sveta?”
Just as surprised, she responded, “Paul?”
“Yes. This is amazing. What are you doing on this flight?”
“I’m on my way to see my daughter.”
“And I’m on my way to see mine. But this is the plane for Denver.”
“I know. There were no straight fights and everything else had hours of long layover. Even though this flight stops in Denver, I don’t have to get off. It goes straight on to my destination.”
“Why didn’t you email me you travel plans?”
“I must have the wrong address. What is it again?”