I've never seen an airport before.
Except on TV once.
I saw our plane.
How big.
I found out that the people bringing us to Australia were smugglars.
They were not the United Nations.
I realized that mum was upset.
I think it's because we had never seen a plane before.
The only ones we've seen up close were one filled with bullet holes in the desert.
Mum's afraid.
I comforted her.
But I know that the candlestick would protect us.
There was a security check.
To check if we had metal objects in our bags.
I started to get afraid, of the metal candlestick.
But Dad didn't seem to be afraid.
He just handed over the bag.
I started to feel scared.
Not because the candlestick might be found.
But because I think the candlestick is no longer there.
I was right.
I ransacked the bag.
But I couldn't find it.
I realized that Mum and Dad had sold it.
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