As Nora’s cries grew louder, Henry felt a familiar wave of helplessness rising in his chest.
Then a voice from farther back in the plane called out.
Henry looked up, startled. A teenager, likely no older than sixteen, stood in the aisle. He wore simple clothes and carried a well-worn backpack. Nothing about him suggested wealth or privilege. But what stood out most was the calm in his eyes. Even in this stressful moment, he radiated an easy steadiness that instantly softened the tense energy around him.Continue reading…
