Sighting

You and your mom were across from me in the airport waiting area at the gate, and you were reading “Love Does” by Bob Goff (a great book, by the way). You were wearing a solar bears shirt, a “WWJD” armband/bracelet, and sandals, which you took off for a few minutes and to which your mom said that you have beautiful feet. When our plane boarded, my section went first and once we got to Chicago I didn’t see you anymore. Maybe when we both get back home (assuming you live in the Orlando area because of the solar bears shirt) we can meet?

Coffee?