As usual, my flight is delayed. It happens a lot at this airport. I’ll have to dash for my connection. Sigh.
I made it with about 5 minutes to spare. I hope I’ll have a seat open by me.
Meanwhile, I got into the first pages of this novel, about a terrorist attack on the Mall of America in my native place. That’s the Mall that famously protects everyone from nefarious neerdowells by posting the ‘no guns’ signs at the doors. Those signs are sure to keep out the bad guys. Honestly, I don’t even want to venture into a mall.
But I digress.