Jesse sat stiffly next to Mr. Hernandez, waiting for the departure time in a metal chair.
Around them, different people from different regions of the world chattered in a mix of English, Indian, Pidgin, Igbo, Yoruba, French, and Hausa.
The air conditioner hummed loudly but the heat from outside still seeped in through the large glass windows, making the waiting area feel stuffy.
Jesse checked his ticket for the fifth time:
Manchester, Terminal 2, Gate B7.
He had never been on a plane before and the thought of being thousands of feet in the air made his stomach twist with slight anxiety.
'I couldn't be the only one with plane fright, right?'
