Silvia took off her hat with black gauze, glanced across most of the furniture covered with white cloth, and stared at a one-way ticket on the desk.
With a wave of her wand, the objects she needed floated into the open suitcase one by one.
On the first day of November, Silvia left the city where she had lived for nearly 12 years and took a taxi to Auckland International Airport. The plane that would take her to London, England, shone dazzlingly in the sun.