the speaker.
Grandma looked out for a long time.
Oliver leaned toward the glass beside her.
Instead of guarding the window she had waited twenty-seven years to see, Grandma shifted closer to the aisle.
“Come here,” she told him.
“We can share.”
So they did.
An eighty-year-old woman and a nervous red-haired boy squeezed together beside the window of 34A.
Just as Frank had once sat beside another frightened child.
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After we landed, the crew asked us to remain on board for a few minutes.
Danny and Gene came out
