What Wren saw tucked beneath the woman\u2019s leg was a second boarding pass, and it was not the woman\u2019s own. My daughter is quiet and observant, the kind of child who reads a room, and she noticed that the name on the pass sticking out from under that trench coat did not match the woman who had taken my seat. She whispered it to me before takeoff. I told her not to worry about it, that we would sort our own seats out later, and she squeezed my hand and said don\u2019t in that small firm voice, and I trusted her, because in ten years she has never once been wrong when she used it.<\/p>\n
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Ten minutes after takeoff, once the seatbelt sign was off, Wren stood up. She looked at the woman, then at the flight attendant walking the aisle, and she said, clearly, loud enough for six rows to hear, \u201cThat\u2019s not her seat. Her real pass is 32C. She\u2019s sitting in ours because it\u2019s nicer, and she has someone else\u2019s boarding pass under her leg.\u201d<\/p>\n
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