There’s no place like home. For Paul Cronin, maybe that’s a good thing. His DC condo is practically empty, aside from a week’s worth of mail and the lingering smell of his hippie housekeeper’s vinegar-based cleaners. His life is empty too, filled with activities he doesn’t enjoy and friends he only hangs out with because it’s easier than avoiding them.It doesn’t seem like Dallas Turner would have much in common with Paul. There’s the whole race thing. And the religion thing. And probably, if they were to be awkwardly honest, some socioeconomic thing too. Not only that, they live in entirely different parts of the country. Even so, Paul can’t get Dallas out of his mind. It seems there’s a connection there—a powerful connection. Something they have in common that goes beyond working for the same airline…and flying through the same turbulence.Hopefully Dallas’ invitation to stay in Fort Lauderdale still stands.[9600 words - 33 pages - explicit content]Note: this is part 4 of 8 in a serialized story