One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it is worth watching.
Pierce generously tipped his cab driver upon arriving at Charlotte Douglas International Airport, grateful for the ride without conversation. But the silence in the cab certainly did not make up for the lack of silence in Pierce’s head. A whirlpool of activity spun wildly—a boisterous cacophony he’d been unable to switch off since agreeing to Sarah’s plan.
Doubts, concerns, and fears lingered. What was he thinking, leaving Anderson at the helm? Did his employees respect Anderson enough to follow his lead? Was this really worth it—the time and the risk he was taking? What if he let Sarah and the kids down anyway? What would really change? Even if he did “find his truth” as Sarah had put it—well, what then? Could he—would he—change his daily routine and professional goals to accommodate what he learned? He knew that he absolutely needed to find a way to spend more time with the family; there was no doubt he had lost his way there.
So why the hell was he getting on a plane alone, to fly more than 1,500 miles away from them?
Pierce squeezed his eyes shut, pounding his forehead with a closed fist. He stopped, however, when he heard Sarah’s voice powerfully silencing the buzzing swarm of thoughts: “Pierce, you need to do this if our marriage is to survive.”
Slamming the car’s trunk closed, he extended the handle on his carry-on, wheeling it behind him as he made his way ...