The drone of the engines was almost hypnotizing. The itinerary said it would be around twelve hours before I arrived in Germany. In all the years I’ve traveled, this was the first time I had flown in anything but economy. The benefits of first class were obvious, especially the extra leg room. Except for the occasional bump in turbulence, the overstuffed, comfy chair gave me the feel of sitting in my recliner at home. The stewardess politely asked, “Would you like a refill of your wine, Mrs. Sheffield?” That was another perk, to be called by name. “Yes, thank you, Lynn,” I replied, looking at her name tag. I flashed her an appreciative smile….
Author: abby abbey