over into 24B,” I pointed out through clenched teeth. “My grandmother needs to sit down.”
“So?” the woman sneered, finally glancing up at us. Her gaze swept over my grandma with cold indifference. “I paid for my ticket. If she wants more room, she should have booked first class. I’m not moving.”
“Rebecca, please, let’s not make a fuss,” Grandma Rose continue reading …