Blake truly went above and beyond, standing dazed outside the airport watching them disappear into the distance.
What was he thinking standing there in the cold wind?
Maybe he regretted not taking Rosie Scott away quietly, further and farther back then.
Or maybe he felt that what he did was indeed somewhat excessive.
Half a lifetime in a rush, and now he is all alone again.
The family he briefly formed with Rosie Scott was like a fleeting dream, and he didn't even know how he drove back home from the airport.
When he drank water and saw the new baby formula he bought for Sylvia on the table, he realized it wouldn't be needed. The little one had a wealthy dad now and wouldn't need this economical formula anymore.
He used to think Russia was cold, but the room felt warm because of the central heating, although now he understood it was warm because of people's presence, not just the heating.
