The story so far is, Sadie, born and raised in Australia, found her grandma's diary after her mother's passing. Intrigued by the diary and her mother's German background, she's on her way to Germany to meet her family over there.
“I’m reall–” Sorry, I wanted to say, but the words stuck in my throat. Out of all the passengers, it’s Toby’s sinewy chest I have bumped into.
He stares at me, one brow slightly raised.
“Sorry,” I croak. Though, I’m not completely sure whether it refers to my inappropriate accusation in the airport or bumping into him.
In the semi-darkness, I can only make out a little nod.
Looking up to the toilet sign, I’m giving myself a two-second prep talk and look at him again. “And I’m terribly sorry for what I said earlier. There is just no excuses for it and I’m–”
He puts his fingers on my lips to silence me and at that moment I’m glad I’ve got one hand on one of the seats to hold me up.
“As much as I was annoyed by it, after thinking about it, it made sense. After all, you’ve only known me for a few hours.”
I didn’t expect that coming. But I’m really pleased and relieved.
“Excuse me.” The deep voice behind startles me.
Leaning closer to the seats to let the man go past me, I notice the chance to use the ladies’ room.
“Sorry, but I’ve gotta go,” I say to Toby, and I enter the small little cubicle to do my thing.