On the return flight, Tommy still stingily chose a red-eye flight that departed late at night, but Sophia no longer had as much resentment as she had on the way there.
Sitting in her seat, she happily flipped through the various souvenir photos she had taken in Washington D.C., the Potomac River, Lincoln Memorial, the White House, and the last photo was a selfie with Delia, with the latter's autograph on the back.
"You seem pretty happy," Tommy said, sitting next to Sophia, turning his head to ask curiously.
Sophia looked at him with an expression reserved for idiots, this guy who was obviously very capable but occasionally asked such low IQ questions:
