Europe had always called her. She never really understand why being born in the U.S. but she knew she had to get there some how. So here she was flying on a jumbo jet on her way.There were a few empty seats but alot of people on the flight with the same destination.
" Where are you going?" A young woman sitting next to her asked. She had that deep russet red hair the Irish are known for and sure enough that was where she was from. She was heading home.
" I'm doing a tour of Europe" Annie answered.
Rhiannon was a little younger , but Annie felt an immediate repoire. The Irish had always attracted her. There was a fiesty, yet loving and love of life way about everyone she'd ever met from Ireland. Annie was newly single and ready for some adventure and to spread her wings in new directions. She wasn't sure where she was going but something was calling her to find out.
As she talked with Riannon they laughed and enjoyed getting to know eachother. Annie was ready to go home with Rhiannon she felt such a kinship. When the plane landed and they went their separate ways Annie felt a tug at her heart knowing she would probably never see her again.
She looked through the airport for the tour group she was supposed to connect with but
didn't see them. She began to feel a little nervous in the Airport in Glascow not really knowing a soul.
