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bathroom, clumsy, sweating, and strangely embarrassed by how difficult something so simple felt. He walked the aisles, bounced her, shushed her, tried white noise, soft singing, firm pats, gentle rocking.
As time dragged on, the atmosphere in the cabin soured.
In seat 1A, Charles Winthrop, an older financier with a permanently dissatisfied continue reading …
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