The phone call lasted for a long time and Charlotte could not get her hands off the phone. She was chuckling and her eyes were bent into crescents. No one would know what Mark was saying to her at the other end of the phone.
She finally hung up after half an hour. The nurse took the phone from Charlotte’s tiny hands and put her to sleep.
The train was leaving at nine the next morning. Summer was pushing the wheelchair while Charlotte was carrying her little backpack with an orange kite in her arms. Obediently, she walked by Summer’s side.
After that incident took place, it taught her a lesson and she learned to be more disciplined. She would walk closely behind Summer without wandering off even when her hands were not being held.
They were already at the waiting lounge before the boarding time.
The place was crowded with people and the noise was overwhelming. There was a middle-aged man who let out a strong burp from eating too fast, “Bwaaaaap…”
“Pardon me for being so rude.