* Reda Faith *
As the cold wind blew my hair at the side of the street where I waited for my Dad to pick me up outside the airport, I couldn't stop myself from thinking of him and how is he doing at the moment. I know that he already found out that I left and the reason behind it. It's easy knowing that I left the clue on the small table beside our bed. I took a deep breath in and filled my lungs with courage in order not to let those tears drop again. I cried at my seat on the plane while I was on board, good thing that the seat beside me was empty.
I waited for a few more minutes until I recognized my Dad's car approaching. He went out after stopping beside the road and came towards me.
"Welcome back Reda, let me get your luggage sweetie."
"Thank you, Dad."
He quickly took the luggage away from me and brought it to the back of the car while I opened the door beside the driver's seat and got inside. He then joined me and maneuvered the car back to the road.