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

“This isn’t personal.”

“You put property I control inside a sale package before my husband’s funeral flowers were removed.”

“Nobody has sold anything.”

“Yet.”

David tapped the offer.

“They’re paying two point seven million.”

“For what?”

“The aircraft. Maintenance equipment. Reserves.”