were seeing a stranger.
And Patricia—the woman who had spent the morning treating me like an unpaid luggage attendant—looked from the captain to me, then back to the captain.
“What is this?” she demanded.
The captain didn’t answer her.
He was looking at me.
“Ms. Bennett, could I speak with you for a moment?”
I glanced at the flight attendant.
“Of course.”
As I stepped into the aisle, I noticed Patricia gripping the armrest so tightly that her diamond bracelet pressed against her wrist.
She had spent the entire trip
