Carrier Correspondent Old Letters New Letters |
Fri. Aug. 24, 2007 - 11:15 in the P.M. As the landing gear hydraulics started their whine I was elbowed out of my cross-country lull. I spent the descent peeking through the crack between the seats as a curly-haired woman apathetically flipped through glossy pages. I took note of the articles that I thought that you might like and the photos that might even be worthy of pinning to your cubicle wall at work. I worried that before deplaning I wouldn't know what magazine I'd be looking to buy for you, but just before touchdown I caught a glimpse of the subscription card. |