Yarin's POV:
Aunt Carolyn?
Spil was looking at Aunt Carolyn? They didn't even know each other!
I thought I must have been mistaken. When I turned back, the spot where Spil had been standing was already empty.
"What are you looking at?" Cynthia tugged at my sleeve and said, "Aunt Carolyn is calling out to you."
Only then did I realize that everyone had walked away while I was lost in thought. Cynthia ran back to pull me, and not far away, Carolyn was waving at me.
"Nothing, just spaced out for a moment." I shook my head, forgetting these trivial matters, and quickly walked forward.
Carolyn brought many suitcases this time, including gifts for the three of us.
Cynthia got a tablet-like electronic device, which Carolyn said was specially for reading literary works and had been popular in the human world for some time. "I bought you a ten-year membership, and by the time it expires, it might be outdated," she said.
