Miette, Isaac and Oliver
"You could still stay, you know," Isaac said to Miette hopefully at the airport.
Miette shook her head.
"No, I have to go home, sweetie."
"I'm gonna miss you."
"I'm gonna miss you too."
"Oh, cut the mushy crap would you?" Oliver said, rolling his eyes.
Miette poked her tongue out at him.
"Bye Mi. Good luck with Dad."
"Thanks."
"Here," said Leroy giving Miette a card. "This is a friend of mine who lives in the next town to you, would you believe it. He's a healing Dathrian. He has some kids - one's a light manipulator too. I know you said you hadn't much time to meet many of the English aliens, well, here's your chance."
"Thanks, Uncle Leroy."
"No problem."
Miette's flight was called. Isaac gave aher a hug good bye and soon she was on the plane and on her way home.