A Boarding Pass to Denver and a Four-Star Military Pin
“Seats two A and two B,” the flight attendant said.
“Welcome aboard Flight 418.
I’m Emily.”
“Thank you, Emily,” I said.
I kept my voice calm and low, my words clear and few.
Caldwell pushed past me before I could put the receipts back in my pocket.
He shoved his own boarding pass against the glass scanner.
“Finally,” Caldwell said.
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