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A man spent almost four hours invading my personal space on an airplane, stretching his legs into my seat and refusing to move no matter how politely I asked. But when he returned from the restroom and saw what I had done while he was gone, he froze in the aisle, his face turning bright red. / Chapter 10 / 20

Chapter 10 - The First Class ReturnTwo weeks later, the morning sun broke through the autumn clouds over Charlotte Douglas International Airport.

I stood at Gate B8, wearing my favorite slate-blue trench coat, my small roller suitcase resting beside my ankles. Clara stood beside me holding baby Lily, who was fast asleep against her chest wrapped in a soft yellow blanket.

"I don't want you to go, Mom," Clara said, kissing my cheek.

"I'll be back before you know it, sweet pea," I smiled, reaching out to gently touch Lily's soft, warm head. "I have two First Class tickets now, remember? I'll be flying back for her three-month checkup."

The gate agent's voice echoed over the loudspeaker: "We are now beginning boarding for Flight 308 to Seattle. We invite our First Class passengers to board at this time."

I picked up my purse, gave my daughter and granddaughter one last tight hug, and walked toward the boarding lane.

As I stepped onto the jetway, I handed my boarding pass to the flight attendant at the door.

"Welcome aboard, Mrs. Miller," he smiled. "Seat 2A is right on your left."

I stepped into the spacious First Class cabin. Seat 2A was a massive, plush navy leather armchair with wide wooden armrests, private footwells, and unlimited legroom. There was no middle seat beside me. No broad shoulders crowding my space. No knees drifting into my lap.

I stowed my handbag neatly beneath the seat, hung my coat on the brass hook beside the window, and settled into the rich leather cushion.

I pulled out my phone, looking at the picture I had taken an hour ago—three generations of Miller women smiling on Clara's front porch.

I took a long, deep, satisfying breath, leaned my head back against the soft leather headrest, and looked out at the open sky waiting outside the window.

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