Our family was flying on a Make-A-Wish trip for my sick son — halfway through the flight, the pilot said, “Mike, there’s one thing about this trip that you and your parents know nothing about.”

flight into Los Angeles.”

Mike looked disappointed.

“He didn’t say ‘roger.’”

The captain continued: “We also have a special guest with us today. Mike, in seat 12A, I hope you’re enjoying your trip so far.”

My son froze with a straw between his lips.

Passengers turned toward us.

Mike lowered the cup.

“He knows my seat.”

Dana stood near the front galley, smiling.continue reading …