As the autumn leaves rustled outside, the group of four stood at the check-in counter, their excitement for the family gathering slowly turning to dismay. The husband and wife's tickets had been cancelled, and they were at a loss for what to do. Enter the wife's sister, Rachel, with a mischievous glint in her eye. \Why don't we just...transform them into black leather gloves?\ she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper. The husband's eyes widened in horror, while the wife's mother, a feisty woman in her sixties, chuckled knowingly. \Rachel, dear, you're a genius!\ Within minutes, Rachel had rummaged through her luggage and produced a pair of scissors, some black fabric, and a hot glue gun. The husband and wife exchanged skeptical glances as Rachel set to work, carefully cutting and stitching the fabric to create two makeshift gloves. As they waited in line, the group couldn't help but draw attention to themselves. Passengers giggled and pointed, while the airport staff looked on in confusion. Finally, the moment of truth arrived. Rachel carefully placed the \gloves\ in her handbag, and the group made their way to security. As they passed through the scanner, the husband and wife held their breath, half-expecting to be arrested on the spot. But to their surprise, the TSA agents barely batted an eye, and they were waved through to the gate. As they boarded the plane, the group couldn't help but laugh at their absurd situation. Who knew that a little creativity and a lot of black leather could solve their travel troubles?