Theresa had been waiting in the parking lot until she heard from Joan.
“Hello, Theresa?” Joan said into her handset. “You can come and get us now.”
“Did they find Bobby’s bag?” Theresa inquired.
“No!” Joan yelled. “I’m sorry sis. It’s just that air travel has gotten so difficult, and I am very tired. They said that they should find it soon and when they do they will have it delivered to your house.”
“That sounds like a plan.” Theresa replied, trying to sound positive. She started the car and headed to the terminal.
Within minutes, Theresa had picked up her sister and nephew and they headed off toward aunt Theresa’s house and a summer they would all never forget.