Chapter 8

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Taggo woke Annabella up with a shake. They had fallen asleep. Luckily, Sheima had silently fought off anything that could harm them as they slept. "Anna! Anna wake up, we have to go where the next letter is!" Annabella groaned and stretched before sitting up. Her long black hair was a mess and there was dry drool on her face and on the ground in a little puddle shape.

"Taggo," she yawned, "how far are we from the airport?"

"Not too far Anna. You can take a nap on the plane if you want. Here, I'll take the tickets so you don't drop them." Taggo grabbed the tickets from her sticky hand and stuffed them in his jeans pocket. Annabella nodded and stood up to stretch some more. Taggo grabbed the bags, handed one to Annabella, and started to walk. They had to go through some bushes and Taggo decided to drop one of the tickets for Sheima to collect.

He caught eye contact with his brother and held the tickets beside his head. He untaped the two tickets that were taped together and spread them out in a fan to show Sheima they had three. Sheima nodded and pointed to the bushes with a "there?" look. Taggo nodded.

When they got to the bushes Taggo let Annabella go first and dropped a ticket behind him. When they were just out of eyesight Sheima collected the ticket.

"Taggo, did I tell you where we're going yet?" asked Annabella.

"No Anna, but I want it to be a surprise ok?" Annabella nodded and continued to walk.

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They were waiting in the short line of about 5 people, not including them, waiting to show their tickets and board the plane.

"Ticket please," the lady asked the person in front of Taggo and Annabella. Sheima was about 5 people behind them now. "Ticket please," she said to Taggo. He showed her the ticket and she hole-punched it and stamped it with a red stamp that said "approved" on it. The same for Annabella and, when it was his turn, Sheima. They boarded the plane, and the two sat somewhere around the middle while Sheima was seated in a seat third from the back so he could still see them.

"Seatbelts please. We will be lifting off soon," the flight attendant said through her speaker. "If you need anything please just ring for me, or one of my co-workers." She then sat in her seat, buckled in and nodded into the window of the door separating the pilot from the passengers. The plane started up and then they were off.

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