Justine couldn’t believe it was finally over.
The captain announced they were just minutes away from Detroit. The first thing Justine did when they landed would be to cancel her return flight and rent a car to drive back home.
There were a dozen emotions she should be experiencing. Relief that the danger was past. Fear for what her son witnessed. Guilt that she had survived while several others on the flight hadn’t been so lucky.
Curiosity and confusion. Why hadn’t the g*n gone off? Was it the old lady’s prayers? Steve would tell her it was some sort of miracle. That God had saved her and West both. As glad as she was to be alive, if it really had been God’s hand saving them, why hadn’t he protected all the other passengers just the same?
Justine’s body was trembling, but she wasn’t co
