If you’re going to show zero self-control and have this ice cream, must you do it in front of your kids?
The first thing that hits her at the airport is the aroma of coffee.
The sweeping sense of it the way the aroma soothes all the senses strong and rich streaking heat through the wet tingle of nerves and energy and sweat she finds on her forehead before flying.
Coffee nerves energy Ellie thinks. She slows to match her long strides with Shaya’s measured steps. Nerves. That’s for sure. And I’m not even flying.
She swallows. Nerves happen when you’re about to meet the daughter you haven’t seen in four years.
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