The flight attendant told me she would keep checking on Emma.
I understood that she was trying to solve a boarding problem quickly, but all I could think about was the reason I had paid extra in the first place.
I wanted my daughter beside me.
I wanted to know she was comfortable.
I wanted to be able to help both of my children without climbing over strangers or moving up and down the cabin.
The woman in Emma’s seat watched the conversation.
Then she smiled.
“Why should I move?” she said. “She’s the one who brought all this trouble onto the plane.”
