Chapter Twenty-Three
The moment the Unfasten Your Seatbelt light went off, Lana shot out of her chair. She didn’t have time to count to ten and wait for the kid beside her to wiggle his way out of his seat. She didn’t have the patience to take deep breaths when the pregnant woman across the aisle waddled to standing.
From her economy seat in the middle of the plane, Lana wanted to shout that it was her wedding day, and she was going to be late. Though it was clear to everyone there that that might be the case. Lana had stopped home to grab one item; her wedding dress from a year ago. It was now rumpled from sitting in the middle seat for eight hours.
When she’d boarded the plane last night, they’d had to be diverted after a passenger had a heart attack thirty minutes after takeoff. They
