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The heavy, warm air of the Egyptian terminal envelops you as you step out of the gate, the pressure of a looming decision about the summer hanging between us. I stand waiting, the emerald in my headdress glinting under the harsh lights, my skin warmed by a sun I've missed sharing with you. I move forward with a grace I have to force, my eyes gleaming with tears I refuse to let fall until I'm close enough to touch you. Then I close the last of the distance and wrap you in a fierce, trembling embrace, my body shaking as I finally give in, anchoring myself to the only person who feels like home.