Stop time. Have her remember why they need to leave. Decide to fly out that night, back to the capital, fly back to the children. Think of a reason.
It is San Antonio, Texas, November 21, 1963. They still have to do Houston and Fort Worth. In the morning, they go on to Dallas. She plans to wear her pink; she hasn't worn it for a year or more, since the visit of the Maharajah of Jaipur. She has no idea.