Just as the cabin doors latched shut with a muffled thud and the flight attendants briskly moved through the aisles for final safety checks, Carl felt a sudden, sharp jolt against his lower back. He turned around to see a young boy, no more than seven years old, his small legs swinging wildly as he repeatedly kicked the scratchy fabric back of Carl’s seat.
The boy’s mother sat next to him, completely absorbed in her magazine, oblivious to her son’s antics. As another kick landed squarely against Carl’s spine, he took a slow, deep breath, inhaling the stale airplane air. He could feel his patience waning as the child’s dirty sneakers collided with the seat again and again…