Nancy and Crystal stood at the window facing the tarmac, and for a while, they were silent. One plane took off, and then another. Crystal sighed, and in a voice that was barely audible, she said, "This is bullshit…."
"You think?" Nancy growled sarcastically. "Who the hell does he think he is? And what gives him the right to fuck with my life like this?"
Crystal shrugged. She knew that nothing she could say would help improve her friend's disposition, so she said nothing.
"What are we going to do?" Nancy asked.
"We're not without options," Crystal replied. "If we took a direct flight to any of Washington's neighboring states, once we landed, we would have a plethora of options."
"That is a good idea," Nancy admitted. "I can't believe that I didn't think about it first..."
