Steven would have known exactly what to say.
He’d probably have made one dry remark that left Josh speechless.
I smiled faintly at the thought.
Then Josh stretched his leg again.
His knee pressed against mine.
I looked at the flight information displayed on the screen.
We weren’t even halfway through the journey.
I could hardly believe it.
A short while later, the flight attendant returned to collect our empty cups.
She paused beside our row.
“Ma’am, is everything okay?”
I looked at her.
Then at Josh.
He’d removed one earbud and was watching me closely.
This was my opportunity.
I could explain that he had repeatedly pushed into my seat.
I could tell her my hip was hurting.
I could ask for help.
Instead, I gave my usual automatic response.
“Yes, thank you. Everything’s fine.”
The attendant smiled politely and moved on.
Josh replaced his earbud.
