Man Told Me to Lock Myself in the Plane Restroom with My Crying Baby – But He Had No Idea Who Would Take My Seat
I boarded with a knot in my stomach and a baby on my hip. Six months earlier, I’d stood under hospital lights identifying my husband’s body; three months later, I held our son, Ethan—David’s stubborn chin, David’s furrowed “thinking” brow. I was still learning how to breathe without him. Money was tight, sleep was a … Read more