Then sat there feeling disappointed in myself.
Within minutes, Josh’s leg was back against mine.
***
Nearly four hours after takeoff, Josh finally removed his headphones and unfastened his seat belt.
“Bathroom,” he announced.
Henry stood to let him pass.
I watched Josh disappear down the aisle.
Then, for the first time in hours, I stretched my legs.
The relief was immediate.
I could straighten both knees.
I could sit without twisting my hip.
I could finally move my shoulder away from the window.
“Oh, thank goodness,” I murmured.
Henry looked over.
I smiled weakly.
“You have no idea how good that feels.”
He glanced toward Josh’s empty seat.
“I think I have some idea.”
I looked at the space beside me.
Then I remembered something Josh had said earlier.
*If you’re not using the space, what’s the problem?*
Well, perhaps he could have as much room as he wanted.
