A Passenger Refused To Move His Foot On My Seat Until I Taught Him A Lesson

of the Midwest from altitude, gold and brown and the occasional silver thread of a river.

I closed my eyes.

The flight attendant passed by a few minutes later and caught my eye as she went, a brief, neutral look that contained a great deal. I nodded. She moved on.

I slept for two hours, which was more than I had expected, and woke up with the descent continue reading …