It was a little before 10 at night when Isabella’s plane landed in California. Her adoptive parents Ava and Ryan stood outside of baggage claim waiting. “Do you see her yet?” Ava asked excitedly. It had only been a month since she’d last seen Isabella but to Ava, it felt like forever.
“Not yet. Would you calm down? The plane just landed.” Ryan said, teasing his wife. Despite the façade, he was just as excited to see Isabella as his wife was. A few minutes later, Isabella walked towards them carrying a bag and wearing the mask and gloves that she always wore.
“Mom, Dad,” Isabella said happily as she approached them.
“Issy,” Ava said, as she threw her arms around her daughter. “It’s so good to see you.”
“Is this all you’ve got?” Ryan asked, noticing that she was only carrying a carry-on
