Ah… alone at last with a latte in the airport and plenty of time for people-watching before my flight. That chubby little boy over there with the teddy bear backpack is just precious. Sitting criss-cross-applesauce in his chair. Blue eyes, dark lashes and dimples for knuckles. Aw… Lordy … what’s up with the guy drinking…
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