He was a flight instructor at a nearby military base, and had just completed a long grueling night hop with one of the students. This particular base had one big night a week when the O Club attracted a crowd of attractive young officers and the women who came to meet them.
It was an odd birthday, my wife Donna, who over the last few weeks just went on and on about the surprise she had planned for me, chose to sleep in when the morning finally arrived. In previous years she always made a point to get up early and give me a special sendoff, before the kids woke and I had to leave for work. There was nothing like birthday sex to send me happily off, but this year, simply got up, got dressed, fixed my lunch and then headed off to work, just as if it was just any sort of day.
Stepping out of the car at the gas station, Trevor looked at the dark skies and impending storm. He felt the cool breeze and knew the front was just passing over. He unscrewed his gas cap and turned to see just what this tank of gas will cost. He slid his credit card into the slot and quickly removed it. Grabbing the nozzle for regular, he let his mind wander as he slipped the nozzle into the opening for the gas. He pictured Anabel, leaned over the rear fender of the car as he slipped his nozzle in.
Trevor had known Anabel for a long time, since high school in fact, but it was only recently they had truly discovered each other. In fact, it wasn’t until Trevor had run into her at the mall that he realized she had come back to town. Though both were with friends at the time, they made arrangements to take a day trip to the beach the next day. He was just filling up the car before they headed out, into the storm it appeared.