I read this and something just fucking hit me… what if the reason why Drew changed the way things worked in the Aphrodite cabin and what the kids thought Aphrodite’s ‘way’ was, was because she saw where pure true love got Silena, her big sister, and she refuses to let love ruin any of her other siblings. She is the oldest now, she feels responsibility, and she would rather hurt the feelings of all the other campers, than loose one of her own again…
The 312 is much smaller than the last plane Douglas flew, but she’s old, and almost as unwieldy - she handles like she’d rather not bother. Ascents are difficult and sluggish, so much so that Douglas and Nigel strike up a running joke about ‘waiting longer to get high than a coke addict on bath salts’.
GERTI’s cantankerous, it’s true, and it’s testament to Douglas’s own prowess that he flies her as well as he does: but she’d saved him when he was jobless and not far from homeless, and for that he’d swear she’s worth her weight in gold.
Clearing out the portacabin is a gloomy affair. Mostly, they work in silence, collecting their possessions - things they thought would always be here, waiting for them.
Douglas pulls his desk back from the wall to dislodge the things that have fallen behind it, and gives a start when he notices a tiny metal aeroplane, lying on the floor. Once, it had been a keyring - a treasured present from Verity, thought lost forever. The connecting ring is gone, and the chain’s snapped, but he scoops it up quickly and cradles it in his palm, immeasurably glad that it’s back.
Four umbrellas make their way across the airfield carpark. Raindrops bounce off the sides of Douglas’s sleek, navy blue golf, under which he remains completely dry. Martin battles with his cheap little backup umbrella - he still hasn’t replaced the one that was broken at Christmas, and the substitute is somewhat pitiful. He seems to be getting more wet than if he’d just made a dash for it empty-handed.
Behind them, Carolyn’s red umbrella bobs sedately next to Arthur’s, which has eyes and a tail and keeps spinning around, because he’s singin’ in the rain, just siiiingin’ in the rain…