The Red Sea
We could see each other, forty feet away across the crowd, but if we descended into that milling throng, we’d never find each other. Would my phone work in that place? I knew the number of the announcer; it was worth a try. Would they be too busy to take my call? I gestured to her to indicate what I was trying to do.
The phone worked. The announcement came. It was like a dream. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, and she ran across to me. The Red Sea closed behind her and continued on its various hurrying ways.
I held her close for a few minutes, then she reached up and kissed my tear stained cheek, pulled away from me, and disappeared into the chaos. I never saw her again.