I bought two tickets the day before. One for me and one for her, and we flew up together on the Friday morning and stayed in the same hotel, and we had breakfast together at half seven on the Saturday.
And I asked her, in the June, to come.
Which means that on the eleventh of July, 2025, there were two women and two babies in that terminal, and only one person in that building did not know what was about to happen.
And the three weeks between booking and flying, which I have left as a gap.
I booked on the twenty-fourth of June, about an hour after she said yes.
And between then and the tenth of July I did three things that are not in any telling.
I rang the cruise line’s officeon the twenty-seventh, as a wife, to confirm the docking time, and they gave it to me.
