Madam, he said Madam, only one cabin bag allowedBut I only have one, the woman said, showing it to him. It was a blue tortoise. The woman felt as though she was composed of an odd assortment of limbs, each making their own willful movements, and it shouldn't be like that. Meaning that they were both, the sky and the woman, S and W, awaiting one another. The woman stood in the taxi queue bewildered.