The Slut In 22D
An overnight flight and a fertile imagination. Is it all as it seems?
1: We board ._. Boarding the aircraft, I let Caroline step ahead of me. Without her, I might have instinctively turned left—but with her, it was a turn to the right. The flight attendant greeted us with a polite smile. I murmured quiet thanks as I followed Caroline down the narrow aisle, the hum of conversation and the clatter of bags being lifted into the overhead lockers filling the cabin. Caroline had always been a qui...