They mocked the woman in seat 22C—until two fighter jets aligned with her window, and a pilot spoke her name in a way that made the entire plane forget how to breathe.

shifted the tote higher on her shoulder.

“Good,” she said.

He swallowed.

“And for what it’s worth, I’m glad the younger attendant got to be the one who brought you water.”

That surprised her.

Then she nodded. “So am I.”

Sarah came by a moment later with red eyes and a brave little smile.

“For the record,” she said, “our coffee really is terrible.”

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