Asking her to leave
“Well, it seems I’m in the right seat,” Cora replied calmly, offering the flight attendant a polite smile. She expected the attendant to nod and move on, but instead, the woman remained fixed in place, her expression stern and unyielding. She didn’t return Cora’s smile or make any effort to mask her irritation. “Ma’am,” the attendant said firmly, “I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
Asking Her To Leave
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Looking for her boarding pass
Cora froze, disbelief washing over her. Was this woman serious? “But I paid for this seat!” she protested, frantically rummaging through her bag for her boarding pass. Yet, somehow, it was nowhere to be found. She could have sworn she’d had it in her hand when she boarded the plane. So where could it have gone?
Looking For Her Boarding Pass
