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His eyes trailed along her form, lingering too long on places they shouldn’t. “Are you on the menu?”

She forced a smile and laughed it off before moving on to the next row of passengers.

“Hello, sir, can I get … whoa!” A child barreling down the aisle nearly took her out. The seat belt sign was off, so she couldn’t reprimand anyone for the lack of supervision.

She gracefully evaded the collision, stepping back slightly. She still had the smile plastered on her face, always the professional.

After she managed to finish passing out drinks and snacks … without incident … she was hit with a terrible odor as she passed down the aisle. Immediately she spotted a pair of boys who had taken off their shoes and put their feet up on the back of the chairs in front of them. The expressions on the faces of the couple seated in front of the boys were all she needed to see to intervene.

“Excuse me, boys. I have to ask you to put your feet back on the floor. Regulations.”

“‘Regulations,’” one of them mocked as she turned away, but she ignored it. Especially when a new problem was already stumbling toward her.

A man from first class had made his way back to economy, and even from half the plane away, the smell of whiskey wafted off him. Deftly, Mila directed him back to his seat and signaled to the other attendants not to serve him anymore.

But that was not the end of her problems.

A young couple tried to join the mile-high club, and she had to chase them out of the lavatory.

A couple of teenage girls had taken their phones off airplane mode to text. She had to tell them off.

A mom tried desperately to get her baby to stop screaming. Nothing she could do.

Somehow, she made it through the entire trip, miraculously unblemished by the flight from hell.

“Have a nice day,” she repeated over and over as they ushered the guests off with a smile and started to clean up.

“I have a connecting flight to catch,” the trainee told her as they made their way into the airport. “I’ll see you around.”

“See you.”

Mila finally powered up her phone to see where she was off to next and was pleasantly surprised to see she wasn’t scheduled on another flight.

“Yes!”A much-needed break.

“Good news?”

She hadn’t noticed another female attendant had taken a seat next to her and jumped at the comment. “Oh, ha. I didn’t know you were still here. Yes, I finally get a little vacation. I have been begging Julia for some time off.”

“Yeah, it has definitely been rough these last couple of months. Anything fun to do here? Gonna do some sightseeing?”

Mila didn’t have an immediate answer as she hadn’t planned for this. She did a quick search on her phone to look at what activities this city had to offer.

“I don’t know,” she replied, even as her eyes scanned the search results. “Maybe I will just catch a flight home and see my folks. I don’t know how long I have until the boss comes to her senses.” Mila winked, and the women laughed.

“All right. Have a good one, and be safe out there.”

“You too.”

Mila sent her sister Rhoda, who she tried to check in with regularly so her family wouldn’t worry, a text to let her know she had landed safely.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a lock of white hair, and curiously, she turned her head. It was the woman from earlier.

With blue eyes … not gold, the woman smiled widely at Mila. She really was losing it.

“Hello, again.” The woman watched her with a piercing gaze that Mila didn’t know how to read. She assumed the woman recognized her from the flight. “Can I help you with anything?”

“Oh no, thank you. Your name is Mila … Mila Dillon, right?”

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