A Second Chance

Part 15 - In Transit...

Charmaine reached Doha airport without anything untoward happening. She sighed with relief when she reached the airport lounge and sat for a while. She turned her cellphone on to check for messages.

✉ 5 messages

Nonna Nidora

Bella how's your flight? Mi manchi già (missed you already). Call me when you can 💋❤

Nonna Tinidora

Cara mia, Lupo's all over me. He missed you already. Me too. 🐕❤👵

Niki

Sorellina, how's your flight? proud of you. Ti amo. 👍😘

Coleen

Hey, sorellina. Guess who I bumped into? Van! He's back! and he's asking about you! Call me as soon as you can! 💔😟

Paolo

Charm, looking forward to have you here. I will be at the airport to pick you up. Vedervi qui! (see you here)

She read all the messages but did not reply. Van! I've never heard of him since he flew out of the country 6 months ago. Van or Giovanni is a family friend. He confessed his love to her when she graduated from college. But turned him down because he's just a brother to her. And she knows that Coleen secretly loves him. She hopes that Van can see her sister.

She put the phone back in her bag. She needs coffee. I don't want to rest nor take a nap. She stood up and looked for a coffee shop. Once there she looked for a seat and ordered a coffee and a sandwich. She would spend her remaining 2 hours here before her connecting flight to the Philippines. She opened her phone's new app Mandala and picked the design she would color. She got her headphone and blast away on Coldplay's music. After doing three designs she got bored. She looked around the cafe, there were only 4 of them. All are busy doing their thing. She remembered the list given by her grannies' secretary. She was not able to check Mr. Faulkerson's company profile as she got busy shopping and packing for the travel.

She looked inside her bag for the list, turned-on her laptop. Wi-fi connection was easily established and she went to work. She visited the company's website, Faulkerson Construction Builders and Realty Corp. The company was established in 2010. It went full force a year after. She checked the list of clients. She saw the list went on...Hmm...not bad for a new company. They made it well in just 5 years. She browsed the testimonials next. Clients are happy with their service. The Zobeyala foundation will be using their construction expertise for building houses beside Habitat's.

Next company in her list is still owned by Mr. Faulkerson, The Ritz Bed and Breakfast Inn. Hmm..Mr. Faulkerson sure is a business minded person. From construction to realty to inns. She opened the website. Her phone rang.

Paolo calling....

'Ciao, fratello. Mi sei mancata!' (Hello, brother. I missed you)

'Anche tu mi sei mancato, sorellina' (I missed you too little sister). Are you in Doha now? Paolo asked

'Yes, we just landed. We're due to leave in 2hrs'

'What time is it there?

'I have no idea' she looked around and looked for a clock but she found none. 'Un momento Paolo'

She looked at the guy near her table, face covered by the newspaper his reading.

'Mi scusi signore' (excuse me, sir) calling the person

Nothing happened. Oh, mama mia..I'm speaking Italian.

'Excuse me, signore' ...nothing

Charm speak louder..'Excuse me sir!'