Jaclyn Kaiser, age fifteen, decided that this time of the day must be the ONLY time Logan International Airport wasn't full of people. A few Red-Eye Flights across the country to Los Angeles, Las Vegas, and a few across the Atlantic to London and Paris.
Then there was her mother's flight, bound for Santiago, Chile. Or rather, that was her final destination. The large American 747 outside the window was bound for Mexico City. Santiago wasn't even her mother's final stop, she was going, as Jaclyn often stated, " a hell of a long way down' to the Ross Ice Shelf.