Those years in special army units had taught him the importance of time and timing.
“Time – it’s a matter of life and death.”
They checked their watches, their phones.
The taxi arrived. “On schedule,” he said.
The airport was bustling. Some delays. Not their flight. They checked the departure boards – all those hours and minutes.
Him in his wheelchair – first on the plane, but last off. He fretted, checked his wrist.
At baggage collection, they adjusted their watches – forward by one hour – this is Berne, not Bolton.
The smartly dressed driver held up his sign – “Dignitas”.
Written in response to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ seductive weekly 100 word writing challenge. Find it here.