Part 5
She pointed toward the floor.“My money!”I picked it up and held it toward her.She snatched it from my hand.“Thank you,” she muttered.I smiled.“You’re welcome. But you should probably read it.”She frowned.“What?”“The bill.”She looked down.
There was a small handwritten message on the back.Her face immediately changed.The attendant leaned closer.“What does it say?”The woman turned the bill over again.Written across the back were the words:“Your hair has been in my food for nearly an hour. Please stop before I have to involve the crew.”The woman looked at me in disbelief.“You wrote this?”“Yes.”“When?”“Before I clipped the extension.”The passenger sitting across the aisle started laughing quietly.
