Jaime stood there gripping her boarding ticket so tight that it started to show signs of creasing. She never felt quite comfortable navigating the airports, everyone that she visited seemed even larger than the last. She stared at the monitors checking to see if her flight was still on time, there were so many flights she couldn’t even find hers.
“Hey!” shouted a male voice in the distance behind Jaime.
Jaime turned around to find a random man running straight towards her. She couldn’t think of any reason this would be happening, she didn’t recognize the man, so her natural instinct was to walk away and rather quickly, however her legs didn’t seem to want to move.
“Miss, don’t move, I think that you have my bag,” the man said.
With a sigh of relief and a slight giggle, realizing this was just a misunderstanding, she began to relax and retorted, “I am sorry sir, I think you are mistaken.” Jaime turned to walk away again, maybe she could ask an attendant to help her find her flight.
“I don’t think so. I had that bag sitting at my feet during check-in and YOU grabbed it right out from under me. Just who do you think that you are?”
Trying to stay calm from the accusation that she was now facing, Jaime replied, “This is my bag sir, I have had it since I came into this airport. It has all of my belongings in it, now please leave me alone.”
The man could see the fear of violence beginning to grow in Jaime’s eyes. He knew this was his chance and grabbed for her bag. The robber snagged one of the straps of the bag and held on tight, pulling to get it away from Jaime. She knew that her strength was no match for his, and she didn’t want to let go of everything that she had, but she was unable to continue holding on. The strap of the bag she was holding then slipped from her grasp.
The robber, feeling very victorious and more than ready to enjoy his loot, turned to run when he hit face first into what seemed like a brick wall. The robber fell to the ground stunned. The brick wall of a man bent over and picked up Jaime’s bag., he would have worked to grab the culprit but knew that airport security was right behind him, so instead he went to check on Jaime.
“Are you ok?” the brick wall asked. “My name is Brad by the way.”
“I think I am. I wasn’t really expecting that and I am a bit shaken. And I thought that the worst thing I was going to have to deal with today was trying to find my flight.”
A smirk crossed Brad’s face. “ Let me help, which flight are you waiting for?”
“Flight 415 to…”
“Alabama. That is my flight as well, it has been delayed a couple of hours. How about in the mean time you tell me your name and let me buy you a drink or something to eat?”
