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A- 'We are about to take off. Might sound like I'm whining but I miss you already.' A- 'Just landed. Would it be too much if I have the pilot turn so I can see you?' A- 'Caught a picture of the clouds while on the plane. Wonder how it would feel to watch them with you beside me someday.' A- 'There's a 5 hour, 30-minute time difference between us now. I'm about to start training. How are you?' A- 'I miss you, Nala.' A- 'Goodnight, Nala.' That was the last message he had sent me ten minutes ago. It is now 10 pm, which means it is 3:30 am over there. I don't even know the name of the country he went to. Very bad, Nat. Very bad. I chastised myself. I scroll up again, reading through the messages and feeling my lips stretch as I did. Damn! How can someone be so good with words? I sucked