Fiction
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A five-hour delay, a self-service bar, and a woman who has been sober for six years in a building where nobody knows it.
The Written Life · · 10 min readThe flight to Delhi is shown as delayed until 07:55. It is ten to three. Devika Nair reads the board twice, as people do, in case the second reading is kinder, and then walks the length of the concourse to the lounge, because she has the card for it and because the alternative is a metal chair at a gate with a man asleep across four of them.
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