May 29, 2022
On the flight home from Nashville, Ken and I had separate seats. I sat in the back by these two teenagers, possibly brothers.
Ten minutes in, the one next to me rested his head on my shoulder. I mean, he was really snuggling in, just like this little guy is with his bananas.
He sat up groggily; the poor thing was so tired, I don’t think he even realized he was doing it.
Then, he did it another time. And again.
I pretended not to notice.
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