The first light of dawn painted the airport in hues of soft gold, reflecting off the polished floors and glass windows. Alliah clutched her passport in one hand, the other holding Joshua’s small hand. Beside them, Jamiro carried their suitcases, his calm presence anchoring them both.
Joshua’s eyes sparkled with excitement, bouncing on his heels as he looked around. “Mommy! Look! We’re really flying! Do you think the clouds will be soft like pillows?”
Alliah smiled, her heart swelling at his innocent wonder. “Maybe, my love. But we’ll have to wait and see. Flying is like a journey through dreams—you never know exactly what you’ll find.”
Jamiro chuckled, adjusting his backpack. “Dreams are exactly what we’re chasing, Alliah. And this is just the beginning.”
Their flight was smooth, the h
