A Woman on the Plane Took Up Half of My 86-Year-Old Grandmother’s Seat—Five Minutes Later, Karma Hit Her Hard

I squeezed her hand, wishing I could change our terrible seats.

“I survived 86 years of hurdles, so I can survive one grumpy traveler,” she reminded me.

I managed a weak smile.

Just then, Tiffany huffed and shoved one hand into her pocket, making the space even smaller.

Grandma Rose’s eyes widened a bit, as she leaned on her cane in the aisle beside Cheryl.continue reading …