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    â€œLet me guess...another delay,” Eric, Hunter’s frat brother, said as he rolled his suitcase toward the door.
    Dave, another of Hunter’s frat brothers, scrunched his face, not wanting to add any speculation to the already bad situation. Hunter and Dave, along with Eric and Sam, had just spent the entire week enjoying extreme winter sports on Powder Mountain in Salt Lake City, Utah. Since college, they’d made some kind of adventurous voyage every year, from riding ATVs along the beaches and mountainsides of Costa Rica to Jet Skiing and girl watching off the coast of Rio de Janeiro.
    â€œYep!” Hunter paced the floor in front of the TV perched over the fireplace, flanked by two mounted moose heads. His hands were positioned at his hips as he tried to think of other ways to get back home to New York City.
    Sam, the coolest one of the bunch, sat on the sofa and propped his feet up against the rustic coffee table. “Listen, if you can’t get out of here today—” he turned his attention from the TV to Hunter “—just chill for another day or so and head home when the weather calms down a little. You’re the boss. Who’s going to scold you for not going to work on Monday? Your dad?” His shoulders shook when he laughed.
    Sam’s casual demeanor was starting to get on Hunter’s nerves. “I need to get home ASAP. You wouldn’t be saying that if your flight was delayed.”
    â€œThat’s why I moved to sunny Atlanta. We don’t have those problems. The weather is hot and the women are, too.”
    All four men laughed at Sam’s last comment. Eric, who lived in Miami, simply shrugged his shoulders as if to say Sam’s point was completely valid.
    Dave was the only one who offered any kind of sympathy. “Maybe you should just come to the airport and see if you can possibly get another flight. Maybe they could reroute you.”
    â€œI don’t think it will make a difference. This storm is quickly moving from the Midwest to the East Coast. It’s pretty bad. We would be flying right into it. If it weren’t for the fact that you were heading to LA before going home to Chicago, you’d be dealing with the same delays.”
    â€œWait! Turn that up?” Sam put his feet down and sat straight up as he pointed to the TV.
    Hunter tossed Sam the remote. He didn’t want to be the one cranking up the volume on his own misfortune.
    â€œWhat did he just say?” Sam inclined his ear toward the television.
    The four of them abruptly turned their attention to the reporter delivering the breaking news as Sam raised the volume even more. The talking head delivering local news told them that several flights out of Salt Lake City were being canceled.
    â€œTime to go!” Sam jumped to his feet. “I’ve got some honeys waiting for me back home. I can’t be stuck in this place for another day.”
    â€œI haven’t seen you move this fast since you thought you saw your ex in that restaurant with another man the last time we were in Atlanta,” Eric said, doubled over in laughter.
    â€œDidn’t you just tell me not to worry—just take another day?” Hunter mocked, then tossed him a skeptical look.
    â€œI can’t get stuck here. Let’s get to this airport now!” Sam was at the door with his bags within seconds.
    Each body moved with a heightened sense of urgency. Within minutes, all of their bags were at the door. “What are you going to do, man?” Dave asked. “Are you coming with us to the airport?”
    â€œLet me call the airlines. Up until now, I’ve just been receiving email and text alerts. I need to speak to someone.”
    Eric looked at his watch. “Get on the horn, man. We can all ride together. I’d hate to leave you here stranded.”
    â€œWe should all call our airlines to confirm whether or not our flights have been changed or