“Have you been to Panama before?” she interrupted the man next to her as he was munching away on another snack.
“Oh, god. Dozens of times. Visiting a friend who lives there.” He took a swig of the premium brand bottled water he had requested just minutes earlier.
“Me too. First time, though. Kinda worried about getting through the airport maze. You know, customs, immigration—”
“Piece of cake. Just follow me when we land. I’ll get you to your friend. But now, I need a nap.”
Carol leaned back into her seat and shut her eyes for a nap as well. For the first time today, she could finally relax. Everything would be all right. All right.
“Attention Passengers. We are descending into Panama City. The temperature is a beautiful eighty-six degrees. The time zone is Central Time, and it’s curre
