The plane’s middle lane
The line moved on, and after 10 minutes, it was Maria’s turn to board the plane. She walked along the tight walkway with her trolley behind her, zigzagging individuals who were preparing to take a seat left and right. She could see the girl she loathed while counting the seats. She had wanted to sit far away, but instead found herself behind the eight ball.
The Plane’s Middle Lane
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