This would be our tenth trip to France together, and Vere and I were really looking forward to it. Our 9:00 a.m. departure from the house was a more lenient one for an 11:30 a.m. domestic flight. We would be flying to Chicago and then changing planes for the long flight to Paris. With baggage checked and us settled in our seats, we had a brief delay as the captain came on and announced that the plane was overloaded, and tickets worth $900 were being offered to people to relieve the weight. Five people quickly raised their hands to get off and get another flight with that high monetary offer. A young man who had been sitting next to me with a bag full of ranunculus flowers for his mother on Mother’s Day, decided to take advantage of the offer and left us with the unusual empty seat. We promptly took possession of our widened space and enjoyed a rare opportunity.
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