Chapter 4
The airport was filled with unfamiliar faces and overwhelming smells. Everything reeked, from trashcans to women’s overbearing perfume choices. Layla didn’t know how anyone could stand it. There were even people camped outside bathrooms just for the single outlet beneath the water fountain. The smell radiating from the restrooms was just too much for her.
Her lip curled at the scenes around her. Layla would have asked why the American dragons didn’t fly home if she hadn’t been reluctant to take on her own dragon form. Perhaps the stretch of ocean was too great to fly over. She didn’t imagine there would be many places to rest and riding the air for such long hours would be tiring indeed.
So, she sucked it up, kept her mouth shut, and went on with the plans as they were. Layla
