The airport smells like a combination of Lysol and buttered popcorn from the stand near the baggage claim, but the fresh air isn
't any more inviting. I can see Dad leaning on the hood of the station wagon talking to Chris and making huge gestures with his hands. I watch them for a second gripping my duffel bag and backpack. Chris is at least six feet now, his thin frame stretching through a t-shirt and corduroy jacket. Three years ago his voice hadn't even started cracking, but I guess a lot of things have changed. Dad looks like he lost weight or maybe I just remember him as bigger than me, and now he looks older. His cheeks are pale and heavy and his hair is whiter than the last time I was home. I don't particularly know why I'm here, but Mom called and I couldn't really say no. Which word from the passage above helps you identify the point of view? Question 5 options: smells I Mom his
