Bless em all

A short story based on imgination and fantasy.

Bless em all

The end of the project

Some several decades ago a certain person has returned home after a long stay abroad. To his utter surprise no one was there to welcome him, when he got off the plane and went down the gangway; and he had to pass the same course like any other passenger. It was not a matter of inconvenience and he was not disappointed, it simply worried him.

The time was one am more or less, when he picked up his suitcase and was about to exit the terminal; when he saw a very familiar person welcoming a middle aged couple with a broad smile on her face. He approached them without hesitation and with a stern look in his eyes and greeted her without referring to the middle aged couple that must have been some foreign office employees, which must have had some indirect connection with the department.

Despite the rude breaking of rules on his part, she regained her senses in a friction of a second and led him and that middle aged couple to her parked car.

He reached home at three am plus minus, and as he suffered from jetlag, he slept sixteen hours before his wife woke him up.

'You've a call,' she told him.

A meeting was fixed for him at noon the next day, in a café in the capital city.

On the next day at that certain meeting he was told that his project was shut down, the reason was the current economic recession.

Despite it's being the hardest crisis of his young life, yet it was his lucky strike; and it took him quite a while to grasp it.

 Haim Kadman June 2016 " all rights reserved.