With a graceful leap the young woman threw herself into the air and let a string of curse words harshly escape from her lips as her bar knees landed hard against the carpeted floor. "Damn phone..." grumbled the woman as she quickly tore the ivory phone from it's over sized base.

"Hello?" Answered Abigail in a voice no more than breathless. "Oh hello Abby darling! It's me! Mom!" Exclaimed the chipper voice on the other end of the phone, "oh I was so afraid I misse- Abigail why did you answer the phone like that? Is something wrong?" Abigail pursed her lips and released the breath that had been waiting behind her lips slowly as her mother's voice quickly flooded into her ear. "No, mom, nothing's wrong. You just caught me on the other side of the room and it took a little longer to get to the phone. That's all.". A long moment of silence took place between the mother and her child, "did you hurt yourself too badly?" Questioned her mother blandly. At this Abigail couldn't help but giggle softly, "No, I might have bruised my knee but that's about it...it would appear as if bounding over couches doesn't suit me very well either I guess." She replied as she sighed heavily in playful disappointment, at this the two shared a quiet laugh for a moment or two longer than time would have liked.

A soft smile lingered over the soft features of her face as she felt the air between them thicken with a mixture of emotion. "Oh Abigail....I don't know what I'll do without you." Her mother finally spoke, her voice cracking ever so slightly as the last word touched her ear. "You'll be all the way in Egypt..." Abby allowed the expression to float away from her face as looked out a nearby window, "It's alright, don't worry mama." She replied softly, "You know I'll still keep in touch. Besides...you know I'll only be away for a few weeks. I'll be fine.[/color]" The familiar sound of the taxi's engine brought the woman's thoughts back to the trip she was soon to be on. "Mom I've gotta go; taxi just pulled in. So...I promise to call sometime tonight. Good bye." Slowly she gently tucked a lock of light brown hair behind her ear, "promise me." Came what she had been waiting for, which again sparked the same soft expression, "I promise." Came her reply. "Alright have fun darling." Was the only words she was left with before she heard the line cut on the other end. She sighed as she quickly slung her camera strap around her neck and proceeded out the door.

Anyone watching the slender figured woman would have thought of a child staring eagerly at the paper wrapped packages beneath a Christmas tree as they awaited the "go ahead" from their parents. She stood a large traditional looking market place with her eyes wide and her shoulders pinched towards her head and her hands covering the wide smile that broadly displayed itself. This was what she had always dreamed of: Standing in Egypt...with her camera. Slowly her hazel gray eyes examined the small wooden booths with their ragged clothed roofs and the packed golden sand that formed neat even passages between them. With her large suitcase back the room she rented, Abigail couldn't help herself from giving in to the temptation that lay before her.

(I know this sucks but you have to understand, I've not been to bed yet and it's 7:30...in the morning =(. I'll try harder next time.)