“Josh, I’m going to ask you one more time. Would you please keep your leg on your side?”
He pulled off his headphones.
“Lady, haven’t we already discussed this?”
“Yes. And nothing has changed.”
“I’m tall. What do you expect me to do about it?”
“Move your knee.”
He laughed dismissively.
Then turned away.
For several seconds, I stared at him.
Then I pressed the flight attendant call button.
Josh noticed.
He looked up at the illuminated light.
And suddenly, I felt that old hesitation returning.
My finger hovered near the button.
I almost canceled the request.
But this time, I left it on.
Before the attendant arrived, Josh finally pulled his leg away.
“There. Happy now?”
I didn’t answer.
When the attendant reached our row, I lost my nerve again.
Instead of explaining the situation, I asked for water.
She brought me a cup.
I thanked her.
