Aurelio pretended to be very interested in the planes beyond the glass so that no one would see his eyes.

And when Santiago turned to go through security, he found that they had all come — Joaquín and Mireya and the students from the old courtyard study group, with a poster made by hand: Fly high, Teacher Santiago. Before he went through, Aurelio held him hard.

“Don’t go there as an heir,” the old man said into his ear.

“Go as a student.

Learn.