Noelle's [POV]
"Hey! Hey! Security!"
As I slam my car door, I start running after a security guard cruising through the parking garage in a golf cart. The airport's impossibly crowded. It took me longer than usual to find a parking spot. My mom's plane landed three minutes ago. I'm at least a quarter-mile from the terminal. She waits to text me until the plane parks at the gate. I check my phone again. No text yet, but I know it's only minutes away.
The guard stops and turns around as I close in on him. "You okay, ma'am?"
"Not really. My mom just landed and if I'm not there to greet her when she gets to the baggage area, I'll have to hear about it for four straight days until she leaves on Sunday. Will you please give me a ride?"
He chuckles but shakes his head. "Sorry. I can't have civilians in this vehicle."
He says it like he's driving a tank. It's a freaking golf cart.
