Something Special – Chapter TWO
In our continuing coverage of the work of Russell Bittner, we now present the second chapter of the novella Something Special. Click here to read chapter one, or continue below:
Not even two weeks later, I’m sitting next to Angie as we begin our decent into San Francisco’s international airport. She snores like a marmot, her head wedged in between the headrest and the window and about as far away from mine as she could possibly have put it. I might, of course, take advantage—but I’m no dentist; which is to say, I like mine alive, alert, fully conscious. Still, I can appreciate skylines as much as the next guy, and San Francisco’s got a good one. I lean over Angie to look out the window, but get bogged down in the scenery most immediately below. My-oh-my… buttons have been popped in the eagerness, I suppose, of firm young lungs to breathe some California air. The view is breath-taking—yet not so overwhelming that I fail to notice once again her honeyed scent. The smell—dare I say?—is divine.