Read this excerpt from a short story.Ginny headed to baggage claim, knowing she would find her suitcase there. She hoped her uncle would be there, too, though he sometimes opted to call from his cell phone outside the terminal. She hefted her heavy carry-on bag, stepped on the escalator, and began the descent.She heard him before she saw him. “Well, there you are! I was just fixin’ to call you because they ain’t got your flight information posted.”“Hi, Charley!” Ginny responded. “We were delayed flying out of Newark, but it was an easy flight.”The two embraced and headed toward the baggage turnstile, where a hot pink suitcase was emerging.