A heavy hush saturated the departure hall of Butuan Airport. Those used to time away from home, it seems, understood the silence.
Scrawny men with light backpacks passed her, their skin darkened from exposure. A businessman phoned about opportunities. By the wall was a childhood friend from better days. She did not wave or smile.
She gazed at the charming bachelor browsing a textbook beside her. He paid her no attention.
“Ladies and gentlemen, flight 5J786 is now ready for boarding.”
She sighed. It was time to join the terminal crowd.