A Mother’s Worry, a Stranger’s Patience, and a Meaningful Flight
Apparently, she got tickets last minute, and they couldn’t sit together. I gave her my seat and took hers. I got the middle seat in the last row. An hour later, she stormed back and demanded to know why her daughter looked nervous and uncomfortable. I calmly explained that she was doing fine but seemed…
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