Sunday, July 26, 2009
Day nineteen
The plane's taking off, we should be delighted but we're not. I try to take my mind off the candlestick. One of the overhead cupboard doors fell off. Other passengers looked afraid too. I tried to reassured Mum telling her that there are machine guns and rockets but Mum said that this was a passenger plane and passenger plane don't have machine guns and rockets. With no candlestick we're going to have to look after each other.
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