Hana jumped to her feet and met them at the end of the barrier. She wore a stunning amber dress, a neat jacket and heaps too much makeup. Her eyes widened in alarm as Indra let out a high-pitched wail and ran to her, throwing herself into her arms. Everyone in the terminal stopped to watch and Hana patted Indra’s back with cautious taps. “Oh, Hana!” Indra bawled. “It’s been too long.”
Lost for words, Hana swallowed and took Indra’s weight as the old woman draped herself over her.
“Hello my darling.” Deepak strolled over with a laden trolley, casually handing a clean white handkerchief to his blithering wife. He leaned across to kiss Hana on the cheek. She felt stunned by their genuine greeting and somehow, they staggered and wheeled towards the exit doors.
Emerging into bright sunshine,
