Demi juggled her cell phone against her ear as she balanced her purse on one arm and dragged her suitcase with the other toward the hangar at the Chicago Midway International Airport. “He wasn’t in bed when I woke up this morning. He left a note to meet him at the airport. That’s all I know.” “Oh, I’m so excited for you,” Selena gushed into Demi’s ear. “He’s taking you away from Chicago, by charter air, no less. What could be more romantic?” She sighed. “I’ve got to get out more.” “You really need to date, sweetie. You’re a catch by any man’s standards.” “Yeah, but you and I know it would take a very special man to accept me for who I am.” “I found one.” Demi’s heart swelled as she caught sight of Cal at the corner of the hangar, talking to a man Demi assumed was a pilot. “Yes, you did. I hope I’m lucky enough to find a man like Cal to love me and all my baggage.” “You’ll find one even better suited to you. We’re all different.”
