She spent all day in the airport, part of the time cramped up in a plane on the runway waiting for nothing but the news of another cancellation. Still, when I went back to the airport and got her at 10pm, she came home and went right to work washing dishes.
I think her angle is to spoil me rotten so that no one can ever take her place. (No one tell her she passed that mark a while back.)
Little Rock, Arkansas. 12.9.2013.