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She shook her head.
“Please, Laura. I just want to go home.”
Then I noticed her luggage.
“Where’s your blue suitcase?”
“Margaret gave me this one. Mine broke.”
She tightened her grip on the handle.
“Can we leave now?”
I wanted to ask more questions, but she appeared too tired to continue talking.
I took the suitcase from her.
It was surprisingly heavy.
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