hung up without saying thank you.
I booked a 6 a.m. flight. Red-eye from Atlanta. $218 I didn’t have. I called my supervisor and took emergency family leave. I packed a bag. I couldn’t sleep. My daughter, my Isabelle, was sick. And for the first time in 1,134 days, someone needed me.
The flight felt like it took forever and no time at all. I kept thinking,continue reading …
