Being queen isn't easy, but Minnie won't complain.
Of course, that doesn't mean she's never lonely for him. Sometimes she sits in her study with heaps of paper to be read hiding her gleaming mahogany desk and stares blankly out the window, wondering where Mickey is now.
The anxiety is gripping and, as time grinds by, less easy to push back. But she keeps on working, hoping for that day their two hands will intertwine and he'll take her flying in his ship through the stars, just as they had once flown through the clouds in the bygone black-and-white days.
