As passengers boarded the plane, he found himself staring at her from the cockpit window. He couldn’t help but study her familiar brown eyes, the contours of her face, and her delicate hands – hands that once held his in moments of love. It seemed impossible. For nearly ten minutes, he kept stealing glances at the woman, but she never noticed. Completely absorbed in her book, she seemed oblivious to the bustle of flight preparations. Meanwhile, Jack’s world had been turned upside down.
His mind whirled. This had to be his wife! But how could it be her? And if it was her, why was she sitting here on this plane, seemingly unaware of his presence in the cockpit? He was certain he was looking at her, yet he was equally sure that she couldn’t be there. His mind began to race – could she have tricked everyone, even him?