The airport in Emma’s hometown was completely packed, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind as to who was coming there. Only one band could attract such a large, devoted crowd. Many of the girls there squealed and pushed adelante, hacia adelante to be closer to the barrier, hoping to touch her beloved boys as they arrived.
It was a bright, sunny afternoon, and everyone could see the plane come in as it circled low in the sky, some girls even fancying they could see the boys waving through the windows. A great cheer rose from the crowd. The plane touched down, and four young lads with their hair wonderfully,...