About an hour later I sit back in an airplane going through all the same procedures as twelve hours earlier. I store away my on-board luggage in the overhead locker and take out all the things I need right next to me before making myself comfortable in my tiny seat next to the window. Once I’m sitting down, I realise how useless a window seat is because it’s midnight and I cannot see a thing in the distance. However, hopefully there’ll be a nice view of a sunset in a few hours – at least according to my calculations. A big sigh escapes my lips. Not that numbers have ever been my best friends.
I steal a couple of glances around, but there’s no Toby. He excused himself as we walked to the boarding gate. I assumed he had to go to the toilets. One could say, that’s when I lost him, but I suppose Mum would argue I’d lost him when accusing him of picking up girls.