When the last boarding call for the flight was announced, Veena looked at her watch. There was still twenty minutes to midnight. A part of her wanted to get on board but another part wanted to run home. Memories of a midnight a few years ago haunted her.
Then, she had eloped with a man, much to her father’s opposition. Only her husband’s vagrant ways made her return. Tonight, it was another disagreement with her father. She realized that midnight had a message for her. It was telling her to go home. She sobbed and ran out of the airport.