“Okay, stay calm. Getting worked up will only worsen things,” Carl silently coached himself. He took a deep breath, trying to internalize his own pep talk. This was just a minor disturbance – surely the boy would tire of his game soon enough. With that hope, Carl focused on regaining his composure, trusting that before long, he’d be able to relax and enjoy the rest of the flight in peace.
As the plane smoothly taxied and ascended into the sky, Carl settled back in his seat, his eyes drawn to the tranquil sight of clouds outside his window. Watching the world from this high up always brought him a quiet sense of relief, a pause from the hustle of his business world. Embracing this peaceful moment, Carl made an effort to concentrate on the serene view, attempting to tune out the persistent kicks against the back of his seat.