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It seemed that their impromptu dash across the airport was unnecessary, as when they arrived at the departure gate they were the only passengers waiting and the door which would take them to their aeroplane was firmly closed. Shelly complained about having to leave her eggs, while Marian launched into a lengthy spiel extolling the professionalism of the London airports in comparison with the ‘inefficient’ Midland one they were currently in.
Fin and Harry stretched out on plastic seats and shared a packet of mini donuts. Rose dithered behind Marian. Her stomach was flipping with nerves and she felt quite sick. A lady pushing a stroller stopped beside her. Rose looked down at the strapped-in young child and her thoughts tormented her: see, there’s a baby who’s braver than you a
