For the first time since takeoff, I felt comfortable.

Then Josh returned from the restroom.

He stopped beside our original row.

Looked at the empty window seat.

Then glanced around the cabin.

When he spotted me sitting two rows behind him, his face turned bright red.

**“What the hell did you do?!”**

Several passengers looked up.

I remained seated.

“I asked to change seats. There happened to be another one available.”

He stared at me.

“You went behind my back?”

I kept my voice steady.

“I didn’t need your permission to move to another seat.”

The flight attendant returned before he could respond.

“Sir, please lower your voice and return to your seat.”

Josh pointed at me.

“Did she complain about me?”

The attendant remained calm.

“Sir, I need you to sit down.”

He looked around at the other passengers.

“She never told me there was a problem!”

I took a breath.