A Return From Travels

            He sat on the roof of a squat skyscraper, waiting. It was a brilliant day, and the air conditioning boxes around him whirred happily.

            Right on time, the five-foot door opened and a young woman, dressed as a secretary, came crunching across the roof’s gravel.

            “Welcome home!” he shouted, jumping up to embrace her.

             For several minutes they stood in the sunlight, catching up with each other.

            “Was it a good trip?”

            “Well I was the only one in the elevator!”

            Eventually he said, “Shall we go?” They grabbed hands and leapt up, up, and up into the atmosphere.