Twenty minutes later, Cullen put on his shoes and glanced at the woman-shaped statue sitting on the dresser. He looked at it and reached for it skeptically. Cullen put it into his pocket and took his suitcase. He walked down the stairs of the bed and breakfast. He waved goodbye to the people sitting in the lounge area eating. Cullen sighed heavily and got into a cab. The cab driver took his suitcase and attached it to the hood. A few minutes later, the cab driver tried to put the gears in order then drove off. Cullen looked back at the village in the distance. He leaned back in seat the thinking to himself of what a journey it was. He closed his eyes and braces himself for a long trip back home.
Gusts of wind surround the cab as it drove to the airport. Hours later, Cullen held his ticket
