“It’s alright if this is overwhelming, Jack,” she said in a calm and gentle manner. “We would all understand if you needed some extra time off,” she added. “No, no, no, it’s not like that,” Jack murmured, opening his wallet. He took out a photograph, holding it in his hands for a moment before continuing, “Doesn’t she look like my late wife?” He pointed at the woman in seat 37A and then opened his hands to reveal the photograph.
Kim furrowed her brows, making an effort to hide her concerned thoughts. Jack could tell that she was examining the crumpled photo in his hand out of kindness, trying to reassure him that he wasn’t losing his mind. However, he also detected a hint of doubt in her expression. “Please, take a closer look, Kim, before concluding that I’m losing it,” he implored, his words coming out in a rush.