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
“They can be managed.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
The room went still.
I had heard that sentence many times during the previous week.
Apparently direct questions were contagious.
Tom opened another agreement.
“Who owns the aircraft supporting these?”
Michael answered.
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