A Turbulent Journey
“Good afternoon folks. This is your Captain speaking. We’ve reached 34,000 feet, but there’s a bit of turbulence as we skirt the edge of this thunderstorm. Please keep those seatbelts fastened…” She glanced around, looking at the tops of people’s heads. The sound of the rain just barely heard over the roar of the engines. A baby near the back of the plane was screaming, so she popped in her headphones to listen to music and try to drown it out. It was rather fun to stare out at the sea of strangers. A young boy’s eyes peered around his aisle seat a few rows ahead. He stared at her, and with a soft smirk, she wiggled her eyebrows, raising one than the other. His face scrunched up in concentration, eyes turned upwards as he attempted to copy her.
