Nobody Here to Help

Tears filled Beatrice’s eyes as she looked around the cabin, hoping someone might help, but all she saw were blank faces and averted eyes. Even the other flight attendants stood back, silent. This wasn’t the dream flight she had imagined. The attendant’s sharp, impatient voice snapped her back to the moment, insisting she was in the wrong seat.

Beatrice was stunned. She was sure she was in the right place, but if she left now, would she even get another seat? And why should she have to leave at all? Feeling utterly alone and desperate, her heart ached as her hopes of meeting her grandchild seemed to drift further away.