Cheryl hopped in her truck and peeled out of the driveway, heading to the airport. "Anyone who said texting is the most dangerous thing to do while driving has never tried to apply makeup behind the wheel." She remarked to herself and chuckled. LeeAnn would have found that funny. Oh, how she missed her best friend. But she would see her soon, she thought, doing a spastic happy dance in the driver's seat.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>As she pulled into the parking lot of the airport, she checked her phone. It wasn't but a 15-20 minute drive, and she had arrived just before 11:00. Hurrying to the pick-up, her heels clacked on the concrete and then on the tile in the lobby. Cheryl could hardly contain her excitement.