Susie Rosso Wolf
Chapter Five, cont'd.
We spent about an hour in the restaurant killing time while entertaining the girls. Kurt went through an entire roll of quarters trying to win stuffed toys from a machine. Cricket laughed at his lack of skills and pushed him out of the way to commandeer the controls. In under a minute she had a giant yellow duck in her hands, leaving Uncle Kurt in the dust! He played with them so well; it was easy to see his love for both of them. I was touched by the attention he paid to my great nieces. And while he doted on the darling little angels, Brenda and I couldn't help but talk about the old days, remembering so many of our antics together, while drinking more coffee and wishing I had ordered something to eat. But before we knew it the time had come to head out to the parking lot; we would follow Brenda over to the airport as we were unfamiliar with the area and then she would follow us inside the parking lot so that Kurt could find a suitable parking spot, one that was as far enough away from other cars as possible so that no one would scratch his beloved Blackie. During the drive over, my hands were soaked in perspiration and I couldn't stop picking at my fingernails. Feeling like a caged animal, I desperately wanted to get out of that truck. Filled with anxiety, I began to panic. “What if this all goes wrong? What if he looks at us grabs the girls by the hand and drags them off in anger?”