Tyrone Lifted Jennie into his arms, inquiring, “You traveled alone.

Were you scared on the plane?"

Jennie shook her head, wrapping her arms around Tyrone's neck. "Nope.

Grandma said you'd be here to pick me up."

Tyrone's smile grew as he carried Jennie out of the airport. “You're a brave girl. Let's head home."

Jennie looked around and pouted. "Uncle, why didn't Aunt come too? Is she at work?"

Tyrone's smile faltered momentarily. Gently pinching her cheek, he assured her, "You'll find out when we get home."

Undeterred by the mystery, Jennie's face beamed with innocence. "Sure. I brought gifts for you and Aunt!"

“You're thoughtful, Jennie. You can give it to her when you see her.


"Alright." Jennie nodded. She seemed curious about Mathias and kept looking around.

Exiting the terminal, she politely asked, "Uncle, can you please put me down? I want to walk on my own."

"You don't want me to carry you? I thought you Liked me holding you before?"

Jennie shook her head earnestly and explained, “I'm not comfortable being held right now because of all these Layers of clothing."

Tyrone gently placed her on the ground and reached for her backpack.

“Let me take your backpack for you."

She slid the backpack from her shoulders, passing it to Tyrone. Then, holding one of Tyrone's fingers, she walked happily beside him.

When they reached the car, Tyrone opened the back door for Jennie to get in. After helping buckle her into the seat, he closed the door securely behind her. Then he got in on the other side.

When Jennie saw the driver in front, she leaned forward and greeted him warmly. "Hello, sir."

"Good day, young lady," said the driver with a friendly smile.

“Let's get going,” Tyrone said, shutting the door.