Chapter Forty-Nine.
Kyla grabbed her heavy back pack from the overhead locker of the KLM flight into Schiphol airport, hoisting it over her shoulders, as Izzy and Mia did the same. Vicky however grabbed her small cabin luggage, and extended the long handle, and wheeled it behind her. There was no way Leon’s mother would carry a heavy weight on her back. As she lifted it off the aircraft onto the steps, Kyla glanced over at her.
“Do you need a hand?” she asked Vicky, knowing that her best friend maybe the most mentally strong person she knew, but physical strength was not her forte.
“Nope. I am good. I will never understand why you girls carry those things when there is perfectly good luggage with wheels,” Vicky quipped making Mia chuckle at her aunt.
“These are much easier than whe
