At that moment, the cry of a newborn baby was heard. Dr Capri touched Yulia’s hand.
“It’s very strange sounds,” he said, as the crunch of snow beneath feet sounded in the background.
Classical music began to play. Something snapped in Yulia and Tulu-Manchi’s chest. Yulia’s breath hitched and she tried to catch her breath, but Dr Capri beat her to it.
“A golden record?!” he said to the accompaniment of Johann Sebastian Bach.
Debby was very tired, waiting for her flight from New York to Paris. She arrived early, afraid she would be late. She was worried about leaving in the middle of the school year, about flying halfway around the world, about money and gifts, about her pupils. All at once about a lot of things. To fly spontaneously to Sango in Tokyo like that was not like Deborah Glandfield. Of course, it was fine for Sango to arrange a wedding so unexpectedly, but Debby didn’t like surprises.
Debby wasn’t a nerd, but she certainly wasn’t the kind of person who could decide to fly to the other side of the world in a week. She was a teacher, after all. Honestly, Debby was very fond of Sango and wanted to see her. She didn’t think about the fact that she’d spent half her savings on this trip. And that right now she just wanted to go to a normal bed and rest. She has the one closest friend she has, and she only lives on the other side of the world.
A flight to Paris was announced. Debby wandered tiredly toward the gate. In Paris, she would catch a connecting flight to Tokyo. She was only glad that there she could spend the day in the beautiful city she knew so much about, but had never been to. She loved French movies, music, and culture, though she had never met a native French person in her entire life.
“Plaid?” the stewardess offered, looking into Debby’s tired eyes with her tired eyes.
“Yes, thank you.”
She covered her head and fell asleep as the plane rolled in for takeoff.
It hadn’t been an easy flight. But Debby woke up rested and happy. She ate a bar of white chocolate she bought at the airport and asked her seatmate when the plane would be landing.
“Oh, yeah. About fifteen minutes ago they said we’d be arriving,” her companion said with obvious inspiration.
“Great,” Debby said at the same time as she flashed the signal to buckle her seat belts.