Europe Airline Tickets and Love
It happened in Tangier. She was smoking in a cafe and I remember noticing the American way she held the cigarette loosely between her two forefingers.
She was from Los Angeles, had left a fiancee in Cairo and was seeing the sights of northern Africa before Spain, France, England, and then back to L.A. We fell in love in three days and I went with her to the Alhambra and Barcelona. She was an entertainment heiress. Her father owned some production company…
We had business class airline tickets the whole time. In London we thought about why we should return. What was the point? Neither of us had work waiting (although I could’ve used some – I’d used up my moonlighting fund and was dipping into my reserves) and her Swiss account held millions.
Let’s buy a flight to Israel, she said. So by the weekend we were in Tel Aviv, looking for a place to live. I got work as a journalist at a small liberal paper and pretty soon we were happy.
That was twelve years ago. We had a falling out after three years, talking about marriage. I still think of her, still am a rambler. Whenever I have Europe airline tickets, I always look for a woman who knows how to smoke.
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