CHAPTER 29
It’s almost nighttime before we load the car to drive home, our bags in the trunk and our flight plans forgotten. The kids are disappointed their vacation’s ruined. Russel’s decided not to tell them the specifics of the hijacked airplane. They know there was a problem with one of the airplanes, and that’s why we’re not going to see Grandma and Grandpa after all.
What they don’t know is that the same airplane that crash landed in Detroit was the airplane we were seated on earlier today. That we were hours away from what could have been our deaths.
Russel’s mom insisted on talking to me when he called. She tells me I’m a prophetess, that I have the gift of discernment, that God saved our family by giving me divine insight into what was about transpire on that plane.
I didn’
