It's possible without these boots they might be able to track us by the thermal images our footprints would leave through our normal boots. By the way... make sure not to touch anything with your hand or it will leave a thermal hand print."I was expecting the next question Destiny asks, "How is it that you know so much about thermal imaging."I'm suited up and ready to go. I'm glad it's cold tonight otherwise we'd both be roasting under our mylar tents. I answer her question, "There were many. The car park was in a remote corner of the airfield, nowhere near where Gustav had left the car, and they had to wait for a bus to take them to the terminus. By the time they arrived, the plane (according to the arrivals board) had been on the ground almost thirty minutes. Lauren looked ahead to the immigration area and saw Nikki, looking out onto the tarmac. She walked up to her, forgetting about Emma, and tapped her shoulder.Nikki shrieked and hugged her tight. She stood back and took another. We order our favorite dishes and make small talk while we wait trying to avoid talking about the kids. Eventually the conversation comes back to the kids, what can I say, we’re parents.With lunch over we go catch a movie. I’m not paying it much attention as I keep looking over at my wife. She’s gorgeous. Back to the screen some people are talking about something but I don’t care, I’m just happy to have some alone time with her. Finally the movie ended and we drove home.At home, we made our way. Even when she wasn’t there, there was always a part of her that was being pulled down into a blackness. It was her oldest companion. She closed her eyes and let the sadness wash over her. It was familiar, a feeling she’d grown accustomed to over the years. ‘I wish, I wish, I wish... ‘ “So ma, what’s going on with you?” It was easier to listen to her mom’s carefree take on life, as unrealistic as it could sometimes be. Her mom was more than happy enough to babble on.Emily was lucky she spotted.