Airport Reunions
Nikolai
"Papa"
Kira barrels into my open arms as soon as she sees me standing in the private terminal, her little legs moving so fast that, for a second, I worry she might trip.
"Pomedlenneye, moya malen'kaya printsessa. (Slow down, my little princess) I say, picking her up and kissing the crown of her head when she gets to me.
She squeals and giggles while trying to free herself from my grip but I don't let her go.
I've missed my daughter more than I want to a...