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Kate
and
I
pull
up
outside
the
drop
-
off
area
at
Sea
-
Tac
Airport
departure
terminal
.
Leaning
across
,
she
hugs
me
“
Enjoy
Barbados
,
Kate
.
Have
a
wonderful
vacation
.
”
“
I
’
ll
see
you
when
I
get
back
.
Don
’
t
let
old
moneybags
grind
you
down
.
”
“
I
won
’
t
.
”
We
hug
again
—
and
then
I
’
m
on
my
own
.
I
head
over
to
check
-
in
and
stand
in
line
,
waiting
with
my
carry
-
on
luggage
.
I
haven
’
t
bothered
with
a
suitcase
,
just
a
smart
rucksack
that
Ray
gave
me
for
my
last
birthday
.
“
Ticket
,
please
?
”
The
bored
young
man
behind
the
desk
holds
up
his
hand
without
looking
at
me
.
Mirroring
his
boredom
,
I
hand
over
my
ticket
and
my
driver
’
s
license
as
ID
.
I
am
hoping
for
a
window
seat
if
at
all
possible
.
“
Okay
,
Miss
Steele
.
You
’
ve
been
upgraded
to
first
class
.
”
“
What
?
”
“
Ma
’
am
,
if
you
’
d
like
to
go
through
to
the
first
class
lounge
and
wait
for
your
flight
there
…
”
He
seems
to
have
woken
up
and
is
beaming
at
me
like
I
’
m
Santa
Claus
and
the
Easter
Bunny
rolled
into
one
.
