Watching The Terminal Disappear From View
The captain announced our departure, prompting the crew to secure the cabin doors. I pulled the heavy buckle across my lap and clicked the metal tongue into place.
A low hum vibrated through the floorboards as the massive engines roared to life outside. I turned my gaze to the oval window, watching the terminal building slide backward.
The plane taxied slowly toward the active runway. I took a deep breath, preparing to put an ocean between us.