When the captain asked whether anyone aboard had military flight experience, I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. I had spent eighteen months building a life where nobody needed me to make life-or-death decisions anymore. Then the flight attendant stopped beside seat 8A, and a frightened little boy across the aisle whispered, “Mom, are we going to die?” I unbuckled my seat belt before I could talk myself out of it.
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