#124 Excess Baggage

“But the Sophiya loves homemade pickle, I can’t leave it behind.”

“What about the Percy Jacksons? We could get ebooks…”

“And have Joe grow up without the smell of paper. No way! Maybe I should take out one of my sweaters. It won’t be that cold.”

Alice overheard the old couple’s conversation as they sat beside their open suitcase on the airport floor. It was Christmas week and they reminded her childhood when every year Grandpa dressed up as Santa Claus.

She smiled and handed the old lady her sweater, “Madam, don’t worry about it, our scales allow unlimited love.”


4 responses to “#124 Excess Baggage

  1. Sweet story. ‘grow up without the smell of paper’… fine line.

  2. Yes, there are, probably, still a few of those good people out there in the airlines!

  3. Yes, I loved that line also!!

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