She put the broom aside, leaned it against the fence, and wiped her hands on her apron.
He wasn’t waiting for anyone.
When he opened the door, his breath caught.
Two tall men stood before him in impeccable pilot uniforms: white shirts, gold shoulder straps, caps just under their armpits.
For a moment they were not recognized.
Then one of them smiled, like he did as a child when he came home dirty after playing.
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