This is the least crowded Narita was all day. I started my day at 3:15am. I was no longer trying to think of last-minute items to pack; I had no room in my very heavy suitcase already. I’m good at packing for trips usually, but this wasn’t packing for a trip. I wasn’t really sure what—or how long—I was packing for, so every time I opened my suitcase I just stared into it blankly. Consequently, it was way too heavy and overstuffed. I cleaned out the fridge. I scooped Mouse up from his snuggie and deposited him in the cat carrier before he woke up. I dug Pounce out from under the down blankets on the bed and cradled him downstairs, but he woke up when I tried to put him in the carrier. He fought and meowed pitifully. “It’s only going to get worse, kitties,” I whispered, carrying them out to the dark morning and the waiting car. The orange moon set slowly on the horizon.