Marilyn
There was a car waiting at the international glacial airport. It was small but supported many flights coming in and out of it, so people could get to this part of the world. The driver they were to have had been requested and sorted out by Cameron and the man greeted Heath and shook his hand, and the introductions were made while the luggage was placed in the large seven-seater four-wheel drive.
She checked her watch. It was almost 1140 and the flight they were waiting for was about to arrive. It was due in as little as 10 minutes. She had time to take the boys to the bathroom. And upon coming back, as the boys were climbing into the very back seat, she watched as a plane landed, and she could see it was the right air carrier.
She’d spent a lot of time over the past few weeks t
