I looked at my watch. Had it stopped? I shook it then held it to my ear, a habit from another era.
The other people looked as uncomfortable as I felt. How long were we going to be delayed?
I stood and stretched, but really couldn’t go anywhere. My bags were too heavy to lug around the airport and I didn’t dare leave them unattended – that warning voice sounded dour.
Should I try reading again?
It was no use.
I walked to the counter and asked when we depart.
“Depart? You’re at your destination.”
I then noticed her horns.
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