I watched her disappear behind the curtain separating the cabin sections.
Then I looked toward my old seat.
My little porcelain-faced friend was still sitting there, smiling.
For once, I couldn’t have agreed with her expression more.
Once the woman was gone, I caught the flight attendant’s attention.
“Would it be possible for me to return to my original seat?”
“Of course, ma’am. Just please keep the doll’s electronic features switched off and put it away.”
“Absolutely. She’s caused enough excitement for one night.”
I retrieved my little monster, tucked her safely into my carry-on, and settled back into my aisle seat.
I grinned.
For the first time since boarding, I could actually relax.
A few minutes later, the attendant brought me some water. She glanced at the tangled black hair sticking out of my bag.
“Your grandson must have quite a sense of humor.”
“Oh, he gets that from me.”
