We were finally heading home after a week at his parents’ and I couldn’t wait to crash in my own bed. Teddy grabbed my backpack as we boarded, we settled into our seats, and the engine hum felt like sleep approaching. Then the woman behind us propped her bare feet up on Teddy’s headrest and started chatting loudly with her friend.
Every time Teddy nudged his seat back, she kicked it. He asked her politely to stop twice; she rolled her eyes and laughed. The flight attendant intervened and she briefly removed her feet — until the attendant walked away and they were back on his seat, as if she owned the place.
What happened next changed everything…
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