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Richard was your typical salesman. Dressed in lined-up suit, with nesesser in hand, and able to talk his way in and out of any situation. Nonetheless, he was only moderately successfull at work. His little tradition was to take a flight from JFK to Abraham's Springs. There he rented a car and travelled to his shack, to read, fish and enjoy himself.
One rainy October day, with flight delayed, Richard went into cafeteria to have a lunch. The only seat he could find was near by a woman in her early thirties. She was sitting there with a distant look on her face, leaning over plate with untouched meal. He asked for permission, and was granted with a simple nod.
Richard, unaccustomed to a companion that silent, was unwillingly staring at her every now and then. She seemed not to notice at first, but then curiosity arose and responded with looks(word!) and even smile. From lunch to dessert to cocktail, somehow Richard felt like sitting with her rather than going through the papers taken from work.
`The name's Ashley', she broke the silence finally.
Richard missed the first announcement for the flight, and when the second was made, he quickly scribbled his phone number and made a dash for(to?) the gate (rękaw? tunel? kolejka? samolot?).
Months passed by, flight schedules changed, but Ashley and Richard kept meeting. Friendship matured, trust came around, and finally passion. As he leaned to communicate with her weighting every word, he discovered his customers were keen on this new way, and his sales rose.
One year later, Richard finally made up his mind.
`Ashley, there's something I've got to tell you.', he said, pulling out box with an engagement ring. `I'd like to ask you, if --'
`I... I can't. I couldn't possibly marry you', she busted into tears.
`What's wrong, honey, please...' Richard was starled
She pulled out box, opened and showed him a very plain ring.
`He disappeared two weeks later. They called it <<delayed flight>>. I waited, waited for eight last years. And then you came around. You walk like Gregor, you dress like him, you even use the same perfume. But your voice, it's different. I... I can't stand it, you're so much like him, and yet...'
Richard nodded, turned and walked away. (?Even thou he was taking his usual flight from JFK,?) they never met again.