I opened my handbag, took out a tissue, and handed it to her.
Then I picked up the pink sock.
“I bought this for my granddaughter,” I said. “But now I’d like you to have it.”
Linda looked at me in surprise.
“Why?”
“As a reminder that sometimes even the most embarrassing and uncomfortable moment can become the beginning of a new friendship.”
She laughed.
For the first time, her laughter wasn’t mocking.
It was genuine.
Our airplane landed an hour later.
As the passengers began leaving, Linda slowly approached me.
“Mary, can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“Would you come with me? Rachel is waiting at the airport. I’m so frightened. I don’t know what to say to her.”
I agreed without hesitation.
In the airport’s arrivals hall, a young woman was standing with a baby girl in her arms.
She was holding a sign.