She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she hadn’t even noticed her colleague, Terri, sneaking up on her. “What’s up!” Terri said cheerfully. Carole gasped, “Oh! You startled me,” she said, putting on a fake smile. “I was just daydreaming for a bit,” she explained, keeping the mood light. She didn’t want to tell her what was on her mind. What if she was wrong?
Terri took her in for a moment and then asked, “Ready to start serving drinks?” Carole nodded, and they both headed towards the galley. Carole desperately hoped she could serve in aisle 2. She had a specific reason for wanting to work in aisle 2—it was where the young boy, who had caught her attention earlier, was sitting. She hoped to get closer to maybe understand a little more about him.