The whole flight back was cramped and hot. I had a couple sitting next to me, and they did nothing but argue threw the whole flight back. I hadn't told anyone I was coming back, wanting to surprise them instead. I grabbed a cab outside the airport and got them to drop me off just before the pack. I didn't need a human dropping me off and asking questions about the pack. I threw my duffle back over my shoulder with my backpack on and walked the rest of the way. Once I passed the gates, I walked down the familiar path down to the packhouse, not too keen on going back home, just yet not wanting to walk in on anything.
People stopped staring at me when I passed them, but I just ignored them and held my head up high. As soon as the Packhouse came into view, the front doors flew open, and I sa
