The parents both comforted him, but George cried even harder, and just as the flight was about to board, he suddenly ran away.
"George!"
Aria Harris shouted, "Owen, George ran off, you need to go catch him."
"You little rascal!" Owen handed his bag to his wife and chased after.
George wanted to see Curly; he simply had to see her.
He wanted to tell her: He liked her, and when he grew up, he wanted to marry her. He would love her just like the way her father loved her mother.
The airport was crowded, and George slipped through people like a little fish, making it impossible for Owen to keep up.
"George, stop right there!" Owen shouted.
There was no way George would stop. If he went back to Abyanabad, he'd never be able to return until he grew up.
"Dad, I'm going to find Curly. Once I see her, I'll go back to Abyanabad with you." George turned his head and shouted to his father.
"Do you know where she is?"
"She's at the amusement park."
