The Captain Knew Me Before the Passenger Did

not to notice and busied herself straightening a magazine that was already straight.

“Would you like me to bring him out once we’re at cruise?” she asked.

I folded the note carefully. “If he’s busy, no.”

She smiled. “He said you’d say that.”

The part I never tell at reunions

At thirty-two thousand feet, your body either loosens up or it doesn’t. Mine usually continue reading …