the air.
A man who had been traveling to meet his newborn granddaughter.
A man who had shown kindness to a frightened child sitting beside him.
Then Gene said,
“That frightened child is my first officer today.”
The cabin became completely silent.
“And Mrs. Ruth Walsh is sitting in 34A today for the first time.”
Grandma pressed her hand against the window.
Outside, the Rocky Mountains stretched across the horizon.
Snow caught the sunlight.
The peaks seemed endless.
“This is the view he wanted you to see,” Gene said over
