My Son and I Secretly Boarded My Pilot Husband’s Flight to Surprise Him—Then His Announcement Made Both of Us Stop Smiling
“We’re really going on Dad’s airplane?”
“Yes.”
“And he doesn’t know?”
“No.”
“Can I tell the flight attendant?”
“No.”
“Can I wear my pilot shirt?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Why?”
“Because your father has functioning eyes.”
Leo treated the secrecy like a classified military operation.
He packed his noise-reduction headphones.
Two bags of gummy bears.
A plastic airplane.
