He sat with his wife’s photo, waiting for a son who had already boarded without him

in my stomach.

“Just sit right here, Dad,” he said, his voice smooth and practiced. “We are going to go check in, and we will be right back.”

They walked away. They were calm. They were certain, moving with the confident stride of people who never question their own righteousness. However, something about the situation did not sit right in my gut.

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