My Sons Laughed at the Faded Alaska Baggage Tag My Husband Left Me—Then It Led to a Fleet They Were Trying to Sell for $2.7 Million
“And me?”
“Yes.”
He waited.
“Then what are you doing?”
“Preventing you from selling the operation that helps keep part of that airline valuable.”
Daniel lowered his eyes.
I continued.
“Your father didn’t leave me Northline to punish you.”