Holding a Kindle in her lap, Mrs. Honnicut had a hard time concentrating. Real life was much more interesting. Airports were full of people from Everywhere, Earth, Galaxy Milky Way.
They were all different. Skin colors, hair colors, eye colors–all different. Clothing often revealed the country of origin. And sometimes a lot more of the body than was necessary. One man nearby read a Bible. Most younger people sported earbuds and glazed eyes.
They were all the same. Coming, going, parting, greeting. Weary, excited, tired, disheveled.
Each a part of the paths that circled the earth.