Meanwhile, back in Lagos, the sun poked a finger through the gap in the curtains and woke Elizabeta and Roderich. They sat up together. They were feeling happy for the first time in years in years and years.
Roderich put his hand up to his forehead. He had a dream that his little grandson kissed him, and now he could feel it, the kiss- and it was still wet there in the middle of his forehead (and it stayed there, wet and wonderful, for the rest of his long life). Elizabeta felt the kiss too. She touched it, and cried happy tears. (and the kiss stayed there, a lovely tickle, for the rest of her long life and even after.)
They looked at each other.
"Did you dream what I dreamed?" Elizabeta asked.
"I think so," Roderich answered. He felt something under his pillow. The snow dome. He took it out and shook it and watched snow fall on the Canadian neighbourhood. And Elizabeta found her dome and shook it too.
They held hands as they shook their snow domes.
"Canada seems like a nice place," Roderich commented.
"Yes," Elizabeta agreed. "Look, the air is full of sugar."
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