Airport

having hand baggage searched, sometimes their main baggage questioned

plea

Danny’s bald pate showed sweat globules

spots were erupting steadily.

“Try blowing on your hands, Ernie,” Danny said. “It may keep ’em warm, and it’ll stop you sounding off.”

Mel suspected this would be a winter to be discussed at meteorologists’ conventions for years to come.

A glance at a typed reminder from his secretary confirmed what he had just recalled

But—if he was honest with himself—the airport also offered an escape from the incessant wrangling between himself and Cindy which seemed to occur nowadays whenever they spent time together

Otherwise, he mused, as he pulled on the boots and laced them, by now he would have been home with Cindy and the children

Not going home, in fact, seemed lately to have become the pattern of his life.