A Boarding Pass to Denver and a Four-Star Military Pin
You’re exactly where you belong, ma’am.”
“Check them again,” the man said.
“There’s obviously been a mistake in the booking system.”
He tapped the heavy silver band of his luxury wristwatch against the hard plastic edge of the overhead bin.
“No mistake, sir,” Emily said.
“These seats are confirmed and paid for.”
She handed the receipts back to me.
“I fly first class on this route every single week,” the man said.