The woman with the baby smiled at her husband. The blue-haired youth kissed his grandmother. And the teenager with safety pins in her nose reached out to hug her father.
It must be her father; he had a pin attached to the lapel of his jacket. Tom noticed things like that.
Passport and boarding card in hand, Tom reached the front of the line. Then the girl of his dreams shouted "Wait!"
The queue was three miles long, and the wait would last forever, but Tom didn't mind. She was wearing his ring at last.
Tom noticed things like that.