Last Morning
**Caden**
Eleanor and James and Sophie left on Friday morning.
I drove them to the airport.
All three of them, two rental cars' worth of luggage between them because Eleanor had apparently acquired things during the week without acknowledging it, and Sophie had a camera bag that had multiplied somehow, and James was the only one who'd arrived with a single case and left with the same single case which I respected.
Aria didn't come to the airport.
Not because of any problem — she'd said goodbye properly at the house, hugging Eleanor for a long time, exchanging numbers with Sophie, having a quiet conversation with James on the porch that I hadn't heard and hadn't needed to. She'd said she wanted the airport to be mine.
I think she understood something about it that I hadn
