a breath.
“We were crossing Colorado.”
The morning had been clear.
The Rockies were visible below.
A flight attendant called the cockpit and reported that the man in 34A was having chest discomfort.
Gene went back.
Frank was pale and sweating.
Beside him sat a frightened eight-year-old boy.
Danny.
The crew and a medical professional on board tried to help while the pilots diverted toward Denver.
But Grandpa understood what was happening.
According to Gene, he kept worrying about Danny.
“Make sure the boy is okay,” he kept saying.
Then
