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hope so, and it was so incredibly simple.  I can't believe nobody stumbled across it before.  Think of all the good it could do for a ll those children who never had a chance at life ; a nd the extensive, painful procedures that will no longer be necessary.  Patients will be able to have simple blood work performed and , with no more than a shot in the arm or perhaps an infusion, a permanent cure might be possible.  It i s so overwhelming that I hardly believe it myself.  Of course, there are still lots of tests and trials to be performed, but this could have such an enormous impact on people everywhere, " Salma replied enthusiastically.
    C a eli could see the passion that Salma had when she talked about her work.  This was important to her.   C a eli hugged her aunt impulsively. 
    " I'm so proud of you.  I always knew that you would offer something to the world , even more special than the great care you give your patients every day back home. "
    They chatted for a while longer, and then Salma ate the breakfast provided by the airline .  C a eli chose to sip on a glass of orange juice, not having much of an appetite and being informed that there was no bottled water because the supply had not been restocked .  Afterward, both ladies settled in to watch the television screen s on the backs of the seats ahead of them.  C a eli soon tired of the movie and put on headphones tuned to the national news radio in time to catch the end of a story about protestor s outside the hotel where the medical conference was going to be held.  There was always somebody protesting something , but she would have to wait for a repeat broadcast to get more details .  Salma was asleep forty minutes later while C a eli watched the other p assengers through partially closed eyelids.  She was still too keyed up to sleep and did n o t want anyone to think she was staring at them .  S he was intrigued to see such a variety of people. 
    C a eli noticed one y oung man in particular, who she estimated to be around twenty five, sitting three rows ahead of them on the opposite side of the aisle.  Upon closer inspection, she discovered that it was the same rude guy who nearly knocked Salma over when they were boarding.  H is seat was reclined and he appeared to be asleep like several of the other passengers.  His dull, red hair fell away from his face, yet she could not see his features because his head was turned.  Still, C a eli got the impression that she might have met this man before.  Something about him seemed distantly familiar, but she could n o t place the connection . 
    Finally, C a eli gave up and was just shut ting her eyes to catch up on her sleep.  She wanted to be well rested when they landed , and sleep was definitely overdue.  S leep had been elusive to C a eli the last few nights .  As she turned her head to the side , C a eli noticed a thin, little boy in the aisle seat across from her.  He could n o t have been more than four or five years old, with shortly cropped, sandy blonde hair, slightly tanned skin, and a tight lipped grin on his face.  He was staring at her with large green eyes.  She could tell that he was trying not to fidget too much so that he would not disturb the man sleeping in the seat next to him.  C a eli assumed the boy was traveling with the man, who appeared to be in his late twenties or perhaps thirty, around the same age as she and Vin .  The man possessed the typical features you would expect to see of someone native to the island s , including his dark brown hair and deep tan.  T he boy , however, did not share such a prominent heritage.  Perhaps he inherited his mother's looks.
    C a eli smiled politely at the boy and waved across the aisle.  He returned the wave with his tiny hand .  She leaned her head back against a small, white pillow and closed her eyes to relax , comforted by the air blowing on her from the overhead vent .  It reminded her of Vin , and her thoughts turned